While waiting for the doctor, I read an eye map on the wall.  As I read I thought how the human eye works.  If we truly look at the eye, we see a Creator who provided an amazing blessing for humanity.

The first thing light touches when entering the eye is a thin veil of tears that coats the front of the eye.  Behind this lubricating moisture is the front window of the eye, the cornea.  This clear covering helps focus the light.  On the other side of the cornea is more moisture.  This clear, watery fluid is the aqueous humor.  It circulates throughout the front part of the eye and keeps a constant pressure within the eye.

After light passes through the aqueous humor, it passes through the pupil.  This is the central circular opening of the colored part of the eye and also called the iris.  Depending on how much light there is, the iris may contract or dilate, limiting or increasing the amount of light that gets deeper into the eye.

“I will praise Thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made:  marvelous are Thy works;  and that my soul knoweth right well.”      Psalms 139:14

We can cry, see color, see each other, and distinguish between light and dark.  Our eyes adjust accordingly to light and dark, and this tremendous blessing is often taken for granted.  The human body is just amazing!

As I left the office and thought about the chart, I came away with a deeper respect, appreciation, and awe for God’s creation.

The following is a true story of former atheist/Communist Whitaker Chambers, and how he came to believe in God.

“My daughter was in her high chair.  I was watching her eat.  She was the most miraculous thing that had ever happened in my life.  I liked to watch her even when she smeared porridge on her face and dropped it meditatively on the floor.  My eyes came to rest on the delicate convolutions of her ear – those intricate, perfect ears.  The thought passed through my mind:  ‘No, those ears were not created by any chance coming together of atoms in nature (the Communist view).  They could have been created only by immense design.  The thought was involuntary, and  unwanted.  I crowded it out of my mind.  But I never wholly forgot it or the occasion.  I had to crowd it out of my mind.  If I had completed it, I should have had to say:  Design presupposes God.  I did not then know that, at that moment, the finger of God was first laid upon my forehead.”

“What a terrible world!  Is this what the atheist wants?  I think not.  Moreover, it strips the race of a common unity, a common purpose and a common goal.  It leaves the pricking conscience with no healing balm, the briny tears with no blessed comfort, and the weary steps with no assuring direction.  What a void!  And that is atheism!