A single cell in one ant’s eye was more complicated than anything I could even begin to comprehend. So if I knew nothing, then who was I to say who or what God was? I didn’t understand even a single cell in a single ant, yet I’d claimed for years to know which God was the right God and which one was the wrong God, and how we should all worship and behave. I claimed to know who made the universe, why God had made it, and how and when. But in truth, I knew nothing.
