"Spontaneous Creation," Dr. Hawking? The Giraffe Doesn't Think So.

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Stephen Hawking is trying to change his mind, saying that physics is the reason for the Big Bang, not God. Dr. Hawking now has left himself without an answer concerning the origin of physics. "If we discover a complete theory, it would be the ultimate triumph of human reason -- for then we should know the mind of God," he wrote. We do have a complete theory, Dr. Hawking; but, human reason accepts or denies it--it cannot triumph over it.

"Because there is a law such as gravity, the universe can and will create itself from nothing. Spontaneous creation is the reason there is something rather than nothing, why the universe exists, why we exist," Hawking writes.

Spontaneous creation? This reminds me of the conversation I had with a young lady who claimed she was an athiest. When I asked for her explaination for the origins of the Universe, she replied, "it was a miracle."

Just today Tim Challies reminded me of this episode that originally aired on National Geographic Channel. The "golden nugget" is from the 3:30 to the 3:55 mark (if you have a queezy stomach, you may want to fast forward to those marks):

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