Anything that happens is caused by an agent.
As an artist, any color variation aside from the fixed primary colors (which happened to have been made by the manufacturer obviously) has to be deliberately mixed into the palette. Squeezing a tube of blue and red separately will not produce the color purple by happenstance even if I were to sit and wait for a million years which would clearly make me long dead before witnessing my presupposition come to pass. I suppose presupposing is good if it makes one appear as if they’re thinking something that actually makes sense. People can fool the simple by tossing in high-sounding nonsense which will always be what it plainly is, glorified nonsense.
The agent, whom the trendy intellectuals who consider themselves as the masters of their own destiny, who constantly make choices asserting the absence of free will they claim to be non-existent because of a “lack of evidence” is none other than God. According to the smart ones, people who believe in God are half wits and deeply indoctrinated. Frankly, such allusions don’t bother me one bit since the Creator of ALL things lays it out in His Word that acknowledging His existence is the beginning of wisdom (Proverbs 9:10). I happen to do that and therefore, the truth from the One who has infinite knowledge supersedes the opinions of those who are merely finite.
My short family outing served as a reminder that no matter how smart some people make themselves appear to be, I can’t find myself denying all the evidence that surround me.