Remember Sherlock people? Whatever remains, no matter how unlikely,
must be the truth?
If we look at this from our perspective as semi-intelligent beings on a
backwater planet in a puny little galaxy trapped in the surface of a
ball-shaped, expanding universe, it's all so obvious. From that
perspective, pretty much anything could have happened by random
chance. Life can take form over eons of time through slight changes in
the interaction between different atoms, molecules, cells, genes and so
forth. Procreation is not really anything else. It's an interaction between
two bodies of assembled atoms (most of the time) forming a new body
that is slightly different. Not necessarily better suited to survive in this
environment, but different. The ones who are better suited to the
environment will survive long enough to procreate and the rest will not,
though we'll all die within a given timespan. Our "intelligence" and "self
awareness" gives us an edge over many other "constellations" and so
we're more likely to survive to procreate even when in small numbers
than, say, an ant. Ants survive by number. They can can be stomped
upon by bigger animals, and still there are millions left. If the
environment changes drastically too fast, ants will die out, whereas
humans (and other "intelligent" beings) will probably find ways to survive
(unless this entire globe is "stomped" on by a bigger entity such as an
exploding sun or a massive comet, like).
In light of the incredible, eternal God who created everything just right in
a snap of six days, I find the last option standing (however unlikely) to
be that we took form from a motionless body of nothing. What started
the motion that in turn created and caused energies to converge and
form new "unique" combinations, some of which survived to form yet
more complex forms, is the real question for me. But I suppose, like life
can take shape through tiny changes from very simple to incredibly
complex (in our limited understanding of it), so can motion begin as the
tiniest self caused ripple in the vast nothingness that surrounds us all.
That, or there really is a big flying pasta monster out there.