Are We Created? If So, Do You Know Your Creator by Name?

When we admire a beautiful painting, we know a gifted painter is behind the masterpiece. When we drive by a brick house, we know skilled builders must have built it. And when we talk on the phone, we are grateful for its invention.

But when we see a blossoming rose, a rainbow after refreshing spring showers, and eagles soaring amidst blue skies, why do many of us deny a Creator of such magnificence?

Do these wonders not far surpass the inventions we mere humans have created? Then how could these finely tuned creations, from the smallest bacteria to the gigantic universe, have come into existence on their own by chance? How could they have thrived and continue to flourish? How could living organisms come in such a multitude of kinds, and each kind reproducing only after its kind? How could the universe exist in such harmony, without the planets and stars bumping into one another in a cosmic war? And how could living creations have the ability to think, to reason, to love, to hate, when they came by chance?

Think of your body. Each part beautifully serves a unique purpose. It regulates itself by digesting the food you eat, maintaining a comfortable body temperature, and healing you with fighting white blood cells. Do you agree that your body is a fantastic and complex machine of intelligent design? If so, how could there not be a highly intelligent Designer?

A Purposeless Existence?

When we deny a Designer for the designs, we in turn are taking the creations for granted. Because what purpose is there to these inventions? What purpose could they serve if they all came by chance, out of thin air? (Where does air itself come from? Air coming from thin air?) Inventions that do not serve any purpose are valueless.

We build computers to help us for personal and business uses. We make coats to keep us warm during the winter. We engineer cars so we can travel much faster, more comfortably and conveniently. So we make things to serve purposes. Not many would so strenuously create something we do not need, agree?

So therefore, shouldn't the natural creations we see all around us—even our own selves—serve a purpose? If they do indeed serve a purpose, then wouldn't there be a Designer behind these creations? How could things that come into existence by chance possibly serve purposes?

Many seasoned and well-known scientists ask the same questions, and they come to the conclusion that there must be a Creator. They are dissatisfied with the theories of evolution and the meaningless, spontaneous existence. But their peers laugh and shrug, and blindly say, "Things just came into existence on their own." So I guess, when I come to a house next time, I can shrug and say, "Oh, it just got built by itself."

Those scientists who believe in a Creator is correct—there is a Creator.

Do you know the Creator by name? Would you want to know? Wouldn't you want to know the names of your parents? When you read a good book, wouldn't you be curious to know the name of its author?

Just as everyone and everything has a name, the Creator deservedly has a name, too, but sadly, many do not know Him by His personal name. They instead label a generic title on Him, like "the Lord," and even have the audacity to remove His name from the Holy Scriptures! How would you feel if someone did this to you? What would you think if your publisher removed your name from the cover of your book? If people who read my books call me "the author," I'd not tolerate it. Which "author" would they be referring to? How could people differentiate this particular "author" from other authors? So a personal name must be used. They should refer me as "Shirley Cheng" in order to truly mean me and in order to let people know whom they are really talking about.

A prayer is like a personal letter you write to a specific person. And just like a letter, it needs to be properly addressed to the right recipient. If people only address their letters to me with "Dear Author," that letter will not get to me. So a prayer needs to be addressed to God in His personal name, if only just acknowledging His name in your heart. To whom would you really be praying when you say "Dear Lord"? Satan may hear your prayer! After all, he's the lord of this world and of all evil.

Therefore, we must call our Creator by name for those reasons and to show respect and honor. God personally told us His personal name in His holy scriptures, the Bible. If He did not want it be known, He would not have shared it; yet He shared it, in both writing and speech many, many times. How many? The original Hebrew scriptures (Old Testament) mention God's name nearly 7000 times! False gods are named by people, whereas God's name is told to us by God Himself.

What's God's name? His sacred name is Jehovah.

Jehovah is the one and only true God Almighty. There are millions of false, manmade gods, so referring to Him by name will help rule out Him as our Creator.

But His name must be glorified and kept strictly holy. Never use His name, or "God" in a meaningless, disrespectful way. Unfortunately, many have used His name disrespectfully, either out of ignorance or sheer dishonor. Therefore, I do not say "God bless you" when people sneeze, or exclaim, "Oh, my God!" as a common interjection. I also do not swear in God's name—"yes" or "no" is enough.

As a result of the removal of God's name from most modern Bible versions, many people have automatically thought that I am a Jehovah's Witness just because I use God's name. This is a very sad outcome of man's disrespect of Jehovah. When we do not commemorate, honor, and use the name of God, we are going against His wishes. Regarding His name, Jehovah specifically said, “This is my name forever, and this is my memorial unto all generations.” (Exodus 3:15, American Standard Version) So while I do not belong to the organization of Jehovah's Witnesses, I am an individual witness to Jehovah.

Would you like to be a witness to Jehovah? Then start by honoring Him as your dear Heavenly Father in all your ways, actions, thoughts, and speech!