Finding their bones is like stepping into another time, another world. But it is our world, and they are part of its history. A ferocious history, according to these velociraptors.
And there is an exciting mystery enshrouding our understanding of dinosaurs: where did they all go? What happened to them? That's one of the first things I'm going to ask when I die.
What I love most about dinosaurs (besides the fact that they can be the cutest characters in adored children's movies [see below]) is that they show possible insight into the creation of the world as we know it. Many Christians see evolution as absolutely incompatible with religion. But I don't see why God could not have created the creatures we recognize as reptiles and birds today by first making dinosaurs. It doesn't lessen the miracle of creation at all. For me, in fact, it enhances the miracle.
And, of course, it also provides for thousands of wonderful childhood memories.
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