Atheism is like an octopus and has many uncles, but is primarily the great-grandchild of Cain’s rebellion against the Creator.
Then, like now, the fruit of self has not only survived but thrived in the poorest of soil, and has produced a crop of worldlings whose claim to fame has become the worship of their own mind.
So while knowledge increases, (cough cough intertoobz) truth is laughed at. While the megabytes are applauded, God’s word is maligned. Atheism would go out of business without God’s word to ransack. It needs a host to leech from!
Atheism is the poison steeped in a sinful mind, fed, sustained, nurtured, and promoted by pride, which tentacled escape can only come through the grace of God. Fortunately, God offers this grace and truth. He is good like that. He is the very best of Hosts.
(And btw, children are born with the conscious awareness of the Creator. It is only through crooked ways and continued rebellion that they choose the road more traveled, aka, atheism. This of course is the word of the most reliable of sources who said to be careful so as not to offend one of the little ones. A child seeing the moon for the first time knows: ‘in the beginning God.’ It is only through the clutches of the so-called-learned-octopus who grabs his affection and says: No! there is no God!)