The cosmos. So much mystery and infinity is involved in the expanse above that any explanation seems inadequate. To write of it is daunting and intimidating—no combination of words can be pulled together to fully capture what goes on up there. Science has made significant discoveries and findings, though the mystery still remains.
In 2004, Antony Flew, who for the last half of the twentieth century was recognized as one of the most prominent philosophical advocates of atheism, rescinded his long-held atheistic beliefs. Once a man whose personal reputation was inseparable from his atheism, he now publicly denied that life could have emerged from matter alone, and he eventually came to insist that the laws of nature could only have come from a divine mind.
When considering this, I wouldn’t be surprised if Dr. Flew had his eyes on the expanse above while surveying the laws of nature that he believed stretched far beyond chance. I wouldn’t be surprised if he considered how the sun, if it were any closer, would consume the earth in fire, and how we would freeze if it were any farther away. Or perhaps he considered the work of gravity or the beauty and splendor of certain stars with their size and life cycles.
Flew’s change of mind was nothing short of a bombshell to all who knew him, and controversy surrounds his actual statements made in the last moments of his life. In April 2010, Antony Flew died, and while it’s important to note that he didn’t acknowledge the God of the Bible or Christianity, it is certain that he was convinced that life was more than just a “big bang.”
The cosmos, and particularly the lights that decorate it, was the main theme for our final night in Canada. Like Flew, we believed creation resulted from something more than just a random explosion in outer space. For us, the big bang was the voice of the living God who spoke everything into being.
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge. There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard. Their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world. Psalm 19:1–4