"Did you know that snot and boogers are the same thing?" Elliot asked his siblings.
"No, Elliot," Vince said. "Boogers are something you eat."
The other children began to laugh. "Those are burgers, Vince," Anna told him.
Elliot cleared his throat, "I wish," he said, as dramatically as a four year old with half a mouthful of meatloaf can. "I wish, it would rain snot!"
"That's gross," Anna said, wrinkling up her face in disgust.
"Well," I said. "If that was the case, I guess you'd feed Zeus whenever it rained. But I guess you could always use a Kleenex for an umbrella."
I'm pretty glad that this earth -- that our Universe was not designed by a four year old.
Worse than the idea of a child designing the things we see, many believe in no Creator. There are plenty of people who believe that everything here happened by chance. That the Universe is an unfriendly, capricious place, where evil routinely happens because of the idle whims of fate and yet, when I awaken to see a beautiful sunrise, or see a rainbow after a rain storm, I can't believe that.
This world is such an amazing place because someone a lot smarter than Elliot designed it that way.
God has put into place a Universe full of beauty and order and light. Whatever direction you choose to look, there is something worth seeing -- something that shows an Almighty God's fingerprints and does so a lot more than a mucus rain shower ever would.
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