God Doesn’t Make Junk
We live in a material world. I like it, a lot. Quite a few folks have felt the same way.
“You adorn the year with your bounty; your paths drip with fruitful rain.
“The meadows of the wilderness also drip; the hills are robed with joy.”
Some get overly impressed. Others apparently think it’s icky.
Earnest folks have celebrated and condemned it. Not necessarily the same folks, and probably not at the same time. Not usually. That’d be a problem by itself.
Plato thought about the reality we live in, artists have been inspired by it.
That’s given us a theory of forms, George Harrison’s