To the Editor,

I have got to admit it. I finally have had enough of those people who don’t believe in God. And those who don’t believe in creation. That they would rather believe they came from a virus living in primordial ooze, who eventually crawled up onto land is beyond me. They continue along this line until they became monkeys who climbed down out of the trees. After another million years, they turned into cavemen.

Personally, I would rather know for a fact that I was created in God’s image rather than being able to peel bananas with my feet. It is still wonderful to look at a newborn and marvel at how they were formed in the womb. God’s hand in it is wonderful to behold.

Heck, even looking at the mountains, trees, and sunsets is enough to cause one to see that God is a beautiful artist. Man may be able to take a picture of a gorgeous sunset; he is not able to match God for a created one.

And then there is the whole Jesus was just a prophet group. How can they explain all the miracles of healing that Jesus did. They cannot do it. And the bones of Muhammed are still in his grave. The bones of Jesus are in his resurrected body.

Fred Wiggins

Lumberton