Oh Creator...

I look up in the morning, and I am, for that moment, in awe of two very different ideas, opposing ideas in fact. I am most in awe by the idea of my Creator and the One who created this visual universe. I don't see what other evidence of a Creator is necessary, which moves me towards this other awe: the people who are unsure and the people who are convinced that no such Creator, God, exists. Look up and look around, not to people or man made circumstance around you, but sit and contemplate this world as it is and was sans man. Is this not the greatest masterpiece? If the origin of this world were so disorderly and devoid of purpose, then how have we found orderly units of measure and purpose in our own lives? Can something come from nothing, or are the minds of those we call the most brilliant and enlightened simply the most delusional?
It's strangely such a simple idea for me.