Daddy, Is there Really a God?
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Sack number three had many things in it. Some were just regular old
rocks. They had no special shape at all. Then Joy found a rock with a
fossil sea creature in it. She had found the fossil earlier that day.
She observed its shape, noticed it had a shell, and studied the
markings on the shell. She could tell where the two parts of the shell
had been held together by a muscle.
"The rock is just a rock," Joy observed, "but the animal looks like somebody made it."
The fossil looked just like living clams she had seen. Even though the fossil was stone, it had been alive once. It had to have been created, she thought, the same for the fossil fish, too.
The same was true for the nautilus fossil. It had been cut open with a saw. Joy could see many "rooms" inside where the creature had lived. She remembered the nautilus shell she had back home. Its shape looked just the same, but it had not turned to stone. It had the same "rooms." Its shell had such beautiful colors, it was used as a decoration. "Nothing so beautiful and with so many parts working together could happen by chance," she decided.
"But who made them?" I asked. "Did a person make the fish?"
"No," she answered, "a person might make the shape and paint the colors, but they wouldn't be alive."