Russell's Teapot

Yesterday, I discovered the philosophical phenomenon that is Russell's Teapot. The general idea is that this philosopher believes, by the amount of proof to support each claim, that it is just as likely that God exists as for there to be a teapot orbiting the sun. Specifically, Russell says,

"If, however, the existence of such a teapot were affirmed in ancient book, taught as sacred truth every Sunday, and instilled in the minds of school children, hesitation to believe in its existence would become a mark of eccentricity and entitle the doubter to the attentions of the psychiatrist in an enlightened age or of the Inquisitor in an earlier time."

Here's my immediate qualm. Teapots cannot love. Teapots revolving the sun do not also invent the universe, they certainly don't care about our existence, and they would not profoundly change the lives of people who heard about them. My God is not lacking evidence of existence. That ancient book that speaks of Him tells wonderful, and true, stories about a God who loves and pursues his people, who loves them and cares for them through the bad and the good - ultimately to the best good there is in eternal life with a good maker. He is not a mysterious, unobservable teapot. He is alive and well and moving in our midst.