Have you ever tried to prove the existence of color to a blind person?
I have a friend who was born blind. One time we were at her house, and she was giving us drinks of water. My 4yro wanted "the green cup."
"This one?" my friend asked.
"No, no, the green one."
"Which one is the green cup?" My friend sighed in frustration.
"That one!" my son said, pointing.
That didn't help.
I quickly described the size and feel of the cup my son wanted, and she finally found the right one.
Believing in Color
The key idea here is that color does in fact exist, even though the blind can't sense it.
To my 4yro, the existence of color was obvious. His eyes told him that cups can be different colors. But to my friend, color had to be a matter of faith. She had to believe that color exists, even though she has never experienced it.
Likewise, the existence of God has to be a matter of faith. Some know how to open their hearts and can feel his presence, but others demand outside "proof" of him. But I can no more prove that God exists than prove to my friend that there are different colors in the world.
That doesn't change the fact that God (and color) is real.
I write about, with, for, and around kids all day. (Well, maybe I do the dishes too. Sometimes.)