There was a man walking with an elephant. He came walking up and found six blind guys arguing. He asked the blind guys what they were arguing about. All the blind guys said they were arguing about what an elephant looks like. The guy with the elephant said okay, i'll let each of you guys feel the elephant and so you can get an idea of what it does look like. So one guy went and felt the leg and said that an elephant feels like a tree. Then one guy went and felt the tail and said, no, the elephant feels like a rope. Third guy goes up and feels the stomach and says it feels like a brick wall. Fourth guy goes up and feels the ears and says the elephant feels like a leaf. Fifth and Sixth guy goes up and feels etc etc (you get the point). All the blind guys started arguing what the elephant looked like, one said tree, the other said leaf, the other said rope, the other said brick wall and so on and so forth. So the guy that had the elephant just walked off and let the guys continue arguing. Who was the only guy that knew what the elephant looked like? The guy that owned the elephant, right!
Moral of the story?
God is the guy that can see, and he knows what the elephant looks like. The rest of us are just blind guys bitching and arguing at each other that we have the truth and we are right....