I’m not sure where I’m going with this, but bear with me. A bit of confessional time.
It’s no secret to anyone who knows me that I’m an atheist. To put it simply, I basically grew up and got over it. Religion, to me, is historically and psychologically interesting, but does not represent any kind of reality. The world, the universe, what have you, just doesn’t work that way, and for every example you can pull out of your hat of supposed “miracle” I can equal or better it with “shit happens” and just plain human synergy. That anecdotal game can go on and on with neither side really running out of examples, leading no where, but just the fact that most miracles can be explained by mundane models suggests to me that the miracle is actually occurring inside the witnesses skulls. …