If you are the parent of a younger aged child, then you are probably familiar with Perler Beads. These are little round plastic beads with holes in their centers that are arranged on a peg board, and then pressed using a special piece of paper and a hot iron to melt together to form whatever was made on the peg board.
The other day, my oldest daughter was working away on one of these. It was a large heart, and in a move that is very untypical for her, she had chosen to use what I could tell was every color in the Perler Bead world to make the heart shape. Because it was so large, it had been very time consuming, but this was taking a little longer than even I thought since the pattern was using so many colors and appeared to be so random. It was nearing dinner, and my wife encouraged her to hurry it up so we could clear the table.
After she had finished filling all the little pegs with beads, she very carefully moved the arrangement to the ironing board where my wife would tend to it later. That night, in her room at bedtime, I noticed the heart shape and all the colors, but something about the colors caught my eye. I picked it up, and looked over what appeared at first to be the randomness of it all. Yes, it had a heart shape, but that was the outline of the board she was using. There was something about the colors themselves.
When I first started seeing it, I had to make sure I was right before calling my wife over. She didn't see it at first, but once I pointed it out to her, it was immediately apparent. The heart shape was quite large and would have taken a long time if someone just wanted to fill all the pegs, but my daughter had painstakingly found two of every single type of peg, and arranged them as mirror images of each other. She did not do this with blocks of colors, but rather picked out random colors, and then mirrored them exactly on either side. The effect was brilliant once you got it.
It would not take a brain surgeon to understand the hand of someone was at work here, and that there was no way this could ever happen all by itself. She had made the design according to her own imagination, and it was obvious that a creator had made the object we now held in our hands.
This is the strongest point I have often made with anyone who refuses to believe in a Creator God, and even the Bible itself makes this point not as something to be argued, but as something so self-evident, it needs no argument. Romans 1:20 tells us that creation is the one point that leaves all "without excuse". You can make whatever statistical argument you want about probabilities, but in the case of the beginning of all things, the probability factor is pushed to the farthest extremes to make its point, when the easiest explanation is right there in front of you. Every time you look in the mirror, you have evidence of something made in His image.
I've never seen anyone yet walk up to a chair and ask where it evolved from. Despite my own personal inclinations to do so, I've never been to an art gallery and asked myself whether some of the paintings were really the work of an artist or not. When we see symmetry, we see design, and design demands a designer. In the case of creation, we can refuse to believe in God as the foolish atheists. We can choose to close our minds to what is already so clearly evident it needs no argument. However, if we simply accept the choice, that either someone or no one made what we can clearly see was made, then the only question is who made it, and that Someone is God. Genesis 1:1 "In the beginning, God created . . . "