“I don’t believe in God,” I told my mother.
“You don’t believe in God?” she said. “Look at the stars. Look at the birds. Look at the trees. Do you think that just happened?”
“Aw, mom,” I said.
But when I thought about what she said, I agreed. It’s too complicated, especially now, when we’re learning so much about the universe. Again and again in the first chapter of Genesis we hear how God commanded and it was so. The heavens, the earth, light, darkness, seas, land, plants, animals, and, finally, human beings came about with a word. “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God,” said the first verses of the Book of John.
It’s not necessary to believe in a specific kind of creation to believe that God created everything. He had it within Himself to make everything in seven literal days and make it look like 13.82 billion years. But would He? What do we mean by a day? We don’t need to know specifics, only that God did it. That’s enough for me.