And though I worded that in a tongue-in-cheek fashion, I'm quite serious. I think it's high time we stop taking evolution seriously and empowering and validating the "scientific community."
Evolution is a spiderweb of hypothesis and conjectures. It is not proven; it is not scientific; it deserves no more serious consideration than any given fairy tale, and probably a good deal less.
It's kinda like "flat-earth" theory; it's hanging around long after it has any reason to do so.
I have no intention of insulting my atheist and evolutionist friends; many of the proponents of evolution are very, very intelligent. However, the theory that they advocate is not intelligent at all, and the presupposition that they start with, their amazing mental capacities aside, still renders them fools. (Psalm 14:1)
Furthermore, the truth of evolution necessitates the irrelevance of everything else. If evolution is true, then the intelligence of our atheist friends becomes meaningless. What does intelligence mean, if the world is random? What can you know, and why would you care to? Science becomes a study of what happened at the time that the experiment was run, and not a study of how the world truly and fundamentally works. Because if this is all an accident, then the world doesn't work. It just happens.
The only way an atheist can do good science is if he does it like a Christian- assuming continuity and law in the universe. And the only way law exists is if there is a Lawgiver.
Then there's the whole big-bang thing. Millions and millions of years ago, there was this stuff, and it blew up, and made more and better stuff over the course of millions and millions of years. This is indeed a fairy tale; yet it is far more deadly, for it has as its aim the dethroning of God. God will not be dethroned; any society that tries will find itself hanging from the gallows it built for its Creator.
The questions regarding this fable abound; where did the first stuff come from? The stuff that had to be there for the big bang to happen- who made that? Or did it just always exist? If it always existed, how do you know that? Doesn't that mean you assume that? Which means you have faith? Which means that you are religious, and that those prehistoric celestial rocks are your god?
And then there's life- when did non-living matter become living matter? How could we prove any answer to that scientifically, if it was a historical event?
And then there's morality and truth- how can we know anything? How can anything be wrong? Was Hitler a bad guy, or just a guy we disagree with? Or was he actually assisting the evolution of the species?
As others have said, I don't have enough faith to be an atheist. Every facet of reality testifies to the genius, the reality, and the necessity of God; it is not and never was a matter of evidence. It is a matter of faith. The atheist starts with the faith presupposition that there is and can be no god, and he mangles all the evidence to support that- even to the point of hilarity.
I know my atheist friends have plenty of responses and evidences that they would love to (and probably will) give me; I expect the response to be a barrage of multisyllabic words and suggestions for further reading (that's not to mention the insults, vulgar jokes, and name-calling).
A lot of that will go over my head, and I don't plan to spend much time trying to decipher it. Not because I, or any of us, couldn't decipher it, but because I don't think it's worth the time. If evolution had anything real to say, it wouldn't have to hide behind big words and ponderous tomes.
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An atheist on Twitter responded to one of my statements on this issue, mockingly suggesting that tacos were the ultimate proof of God.
I thought about this (maybe a little more than I should have) and came to the conclusion that he was right.
Maybe tacos aren't the ultimate proof of God, but they're all you need.
Consider the taco.
You take some corn which came from dirt, and you put it in a pan made out of metal which came from dirt, and you put that pan on a flame, and you fry it in the blood of smashed olives, which also came from dirt, and if you do so for the right amount of time at a certain temperature it becomes crispy and remarkably delicious. Then, you put the shredded muscles of a cow into this corny creation along with bits and pieces of plants and maybe some minerals that you sucked out of the ocean. Now, before you beheaded the cow, hopefully you used some of her milk to make cheese, which also belongs on there. Throw on some diced tomatoes, and some onions, and maybe some lettuce, all of which came from dirt.
Then you eat the thing, and it both brings you pleasure and keeps you alive.
To say a cosmic whoops was the mastermind behind the taco is beyond hilarious. It is ridiculous- worthy of ridicule. The prophets of evolution have joined the prophets of Baal, cutting themselves and prancing madly about the altar of man. Neither of them deserve to be taken seriously.
I am beginning to believe that the best response to the sesquipedalian scientificalness of evolution is a cacophony of hearty laughter.
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Therefore. Evolution: In Response to Which I Say LOL
