Spoken like someone who has no idea what they are talking about.
How do you test your "God did it" idea? Go on, actually tell me. How do you test it? You can't. it's completely untestable. The science, on the other hand, is easily testable. And that's the difference. Religion gives us an untestable, unfalsifiable claim that not only are we told not to question, but has intentionally made itself untestable. Science invites investigation and welcomes the chance to be put to the test.
If I may offer something concrete for you? Wrong!
I was brought up a Jew. Jesus not taught in the home, let alone Christian biblical doctrines to know. I was like you in that regard. At least, that is how you appear to be in your thinking. I thought the Christians I knew were simply 'nice people' who had their own religion.
During the Viet Nam era (the 70's) I was attending college and being a musician for most of my income for a time. I had liberties offered to me as far as vices go which was attributed to the world of artists and musicians of the then Hippy culture that was blossoming.
To say the least, I got involved with certain things I soon learned to regret. I was loosing my happiness and a low grade depression was taking root over me.
At college one afternoon while walking between classes I noticed a clean cut young man setting up a small display in the main lobby. I walked up to him out of curiosity. I asked this shy man what it was he was there for. He glanced at me and quickly looked over what was on his table, and then handed me what turned out to be a Christian tract.
I read it while
walking to my next class. I then began thinking to myself....
"My life is so messed up right now. What am I going to do to get out of the mess I am in? Stop eating bacon? " (start following Jewish kosher law)
I was being sarcastic because I saw religion as useless for solving real problems in life. Then... I found myself deciding to say the prayer. I simply desired to. Expecting nothing in return I said it quietly to myself as I walked down the hall. I then threw the tract into a waste basket in the lobby as I was walking into my music appreciation class.
I thought nothing of it. It was rather matter of fact for me. Then it was about a month later that I began to experience a series of dreams and visions which revolutionized my life. There was an intense supernatural sense to them. I reasoned it to be a delayed side effect from some drugs I had experimented with earlier (and had quit).
In the one premier dream/vision I saw myself running into a place I did not know. I saw faces and people. It was there where I found myself to have the courage to be confronting what had been wishing to oppress me. I found myself over coming it.... As a Jewish boy I had no idea what it could mean. Finding that place was always my hope for my future, but it was not to be found.
That place was found ten years later. The same place did not exist when I was given the dream. And, I was stunned to discover it was to be the bible college I was to attend, and after three years graduate with honors. My Jewish sister had invited me to a bible study she was having at her house. The study was being run by some Bible college students. I began a conversation with one of the students, and the next thing I knew was invited and took a two and half hour drive up to the school... The rest that happened was my certainty being made certain.
In case you are wondering? That incident of being at the secular college and being handed the tract? It was not something I remembered. At the time I never made a connection between accepting Christ with my prayer and having the visions and dreams/ Let alone, ending up being taken by others to the Bible college. The reading of that tract was brought back to memory only after attending to the Bible college for some time.
More to say. But for now... I KNOW it was God's hand on my life! God DID IT!
Not everyone has the same experiences. But, God makes it known when the time is right for it to be known.
Wishing you well.... grace and peace