I’m at a loss to see how evolutionist theory can attribute the beautiful world around us to an accident, or some sort of explosion.
Our earth is an extraordinary work of art; painted and sculptured
by an unceasingly imaginitive Creator.
Martin and I spent 3 days walking, climbing, kayaking, and relaxing in a sort-of transfixed state – around every corner was another postcard, over every hill was another awe-inspiring vista.
The great artists of the human realm, such as Picasso, Michaelangelo, Da Vinci, Van Gogh, and Renoir, created pieces that command enormous sums of money. I wonder how many of their wealthy followers truly appreciate the incredible art gallery we live in, where every piece is free!