In ages past, humankind looked out upon a world filled with peril and delight. It was as mysterious as it was beautiful. With other creatures they shared the terra firma, the fertile ground upon which they were collectively dependent. The skies and seas brought forth their own kind, flooding the wind and the wave. In time, all returned to the dust. Like the clouds, they came and went. But the mountains seemed solid, and the stars spoke of a primal order and permanence. Behind this wondrous abode, above and beneath, there was someone else—the one by whom all that is . . . is. It was he whom we call God. He was there before the earth was formed, and he will remain after it has turned to ashes.
Today, many insist that God is simply the mythical creation of prescientific man, the product of darkness and ignorance, of humanity’s struggle with the unknown. An increasing number of our academic and cultural elite consider the very idea of a Supreme Being to be outdated, superstitious, and even dangerous. The danger, of course, is not to the world, but to the world as they would have it. The idea is not so much the threat as the reality, because God does exist, and he is the creator and sustainer of all that is and ever will be, even of our next breath. His presence is inescapable and hence the inspiration for this book. He is! And through the visible manifestations of his divine glory, he infuses meaning and purpose into every aspect of reality. God is the heart of all truth, the wellspring of every goodness, and our supreme joy.