A rock is a rock and a rock does not know that it is a rock.
A rock has no eyes to see, no ears to hear, no voice to speak, and no beating heart; yet man, with his unquenchable imagination, can chisel a face on a rock, move it inside a church or religious building, elevate it on a pedestal, and something strange and mysterious happens: the rock suddenly becomes sacred or holy, at which time people kneel to the rock, call it by the name of a god, and worship the rock that was found on the side of the road.
For thousands of years, people have used rock from around the world to build foundations of buildings as well as for the making of tombs, ovens, roads, weapons, paper weights, and even pet rocks.
For thousands of years, too, and even today, people from all walks of life---rich and poor, educated and uneducated---kneel in the presence of rock in their worship as gods that have no eyes to see, no ears to hear, no voices to speak, and no beating hearts: for deep within their unquenchable imaginations, they believe their rock represents living creatures, and the image in the rock is just as important to them as the creature the face represents.
Rock around the world has no legs, no arms, no hands, speaks no language, and writes no books.
The Bible is the story of the living God of heaven and his relationship with people on the earth: while religion is the story of man and his inventions of idols and gods out of his own imagination.
A rock has no eyes to see, no ears to hear, no voice to speak, and no beating heart; yet man, with his unquenchable imagination, can chisel a face on a rock, move it inside a church or religious building, elevate it on a pedestal, and something strange and mysterious happens: the rock suddenly becomes sacred or holy, at which time people kneel to the rock, call it by the name of a god, and worship the rock that was found on the side of the road.
For thousands of years, people have used rock from around the world to build foundations of buildings as well as for the making of tombs, ovens, roads, weapons, paper weights, and even pet rocks.
For thousands of years, too, and even today, people from all walks of life---rich and poor, educated and uneducated---kneel in the presence of rock in their worship as gods that have no eyes to see, no ears to hear, no voices to speak, and no beating hearts: for deep within their unquenchable imaginations, they believe their rock represents living creatures, and the image in the rock is just as important to them as the creature the face represents.
Rock around the world has no legs, no arms, no hands, speaks no language, and writes no books.
The Bible is the story of the living God of heaven and his relationship with people on the earth: while religion is the story of man and his inventions of idols and gods out of his own imagination.
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