Will the Webb Telescope convince the heathen liberals that there is a God?

The #1 purpose of outer space is making the people go "whoaaa cool. It's so big. We're so small." That's really all it has ever done or ever will do.

Why would a bigger telescope convince anyone of the existence of the supernatural? Are you envisioning a great image of an old bearded guy sitting on a cloudy throne?

The telescope will help us learn more about our universe. That is enough.

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Hmmm, sounds promising.

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I mean the images show infinite galaxies with infinite stars... but of course, this 2,000 year old book written by farmers says there's only one god, and only one son, and he lives here. The rest is just empty space obviously.


Such a logical conclusion.

What about this picture proves anything about a god?

God did not create the Universe with all of its' galaxies of stars just to waste space.

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Will the Webb Telescope convince the heathen liberals that there is a God?

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no, it will convince them that star wars/star trek is real and we just havent got our space ships yet to be part of it

Faith means believing in the absence of proof or in the face of hidden or even contradictory proof.

It would be easy to believe in God if he suddenly appeared as a 500 foot John Sykes playing a Les Paul through a thousand foot Marshall stack.

"Then, from the midst of a whirlwind, the Lord gave Job his answer: Here is one that must ever be clouding the truth of things with words ill-considered! Strip, then, and enter the lists; it is my turn to ask questions now, thine to answer them. From what vantage-point wast thou watching when I laid the foundations of the earth? Tell me, whence comes this sure knowledge of thine? Tell me, since thou art so wise, was it thou or I designed earth's plan, measuring it out with the line? How came its base to stand so firm; who laid its cornerstone? To me, that day, all the morning stars sang together, all the powers of heaven uttered their joyful praise. Was it thou or I shut in the sea behind bars? No sooner had it broken forth from the womb than I dressed it in swaddling-clothes of dark mist, set it within bounds of my own choosing, made fast with bolt and bar; Thus far thou shalt come, said I, and no further; here let thy swelling waves spend their force". - Job 38:1-11

There were no street lights to blur the vision of the cosmos as I stood in the darkness on our farm. Just the night sky with a gazillion stars shining. I could only stare, in awe, at the light show above me. Who created this? Something or someone made all this? And whoever or whatever created all this, who created the source? Everything has a beginning and an end, I reasoned.

Fast forward nearly a couple of decades. I'm holding my newborn baby girl, so tiny, beautiful, and fragile. As I gazed at her in rapted awe, I thought only a God could create something so beautiful as that precious baby girl. It was then I knew there had to be a God.

Now I approach the end of my pilgrimage here on this rock we call earth: the earth - my temporary home floating in the sky among all those stars. I come from God, and hopefully, I will return to Him soon.

Yep, I want to see God. He's out there in that sky. He is nudging some stars in a constellation, painting a solar system there.