In a world where irony has become more common than sensible dialogue, one might wonder about divine intervention, or the apparent lack thereof. Ironically, while some skeptics snicker at the idea of miracles, one might say that the real miracle is watching the intellectual gymnastics performed by those who refuse to entertain the notion of a higher power at work. This leaves us asking: if there is a divine presence, where was it during some of history’s darkest moments?

To dissect this with the grace of a billiard expert lining up a perfect long shot, consider this: if miracles are simply acts of God interfering in the world, it begs the question of when and why such interference might be warranted. Every action in this world might veer off the expected course if an “unseen hand” decides to give the pool table a jostle. Yet, isn’t it just like the progressives to wave away such notions, choosing instead to place blind faith in the Big Bang—a cosmic firework show orchestrated by nobody in particular, supposedly governing over the miraculous creation of everything from nothing.

Now, consider this analogy of the pool table. You’re standing by, calculating the perfect shot, expecting the laws of physics to carry your ball effortlessly into the pocket. But what if, right as you strike, a mischievous character bumps your arm? The ball veers off course, physics unbroken, yet your shot is fouled. Suddenly, one’s perfectly logical expectations are upended. This scenario is the epitome of how miracles are viewed by those skeptical of divine intervention; something happened, it defies expectations or understanding, yet, in the end, it’s swept under the rug because it’s too inconvenient to acknowledge.

After all, the laws of nature have this charming way of accommodating the unexpected, especially when a divine “interfering condition” is suspected. It’s not as if the skeptics spend their evenings considering the nature of reality’s deepest truths—they’re too busy pining over the latest progressive manifesto. Yet when extraordinary events occur, those same doubters appear rather keen to look the other way, lest they have to entertain the notion of something—dare we say—supernatural at play.

But here lies the crux of the matter: embracing the possibility of a miracle isn’t about discarding logic, but rather expanding our understanding of what may lie beyond it. Throughout history, those moments that seem inexplicable are what fuel our curiosity and innovation. Anyone sitting at the table of life with a cue in hand would do well to remember—just because you’ve calculated the shot, doesn’t mean you’ve accounted for every possible influence on its outcome. In the grand scheme of things, perhaps there are reminders scattered across history’s timeline that faith—much like luck—sometimes requires a leap amidst the unknown.