The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge. They have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them. Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world. In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.
Creation proclaims that there is a God. Sensing it in any way, whether through sight, smell, touch, sound, or taste; no one has an excuse to not deny God’s existence.