The Evolutionary Story of Creating
An Evolution Out of Nothing
Bottom-line: He ain’t seen nothing yet! Even though he’s seen a lot—of nothing. He knows He is the only one who can solve His problem. There is no cavalry and even if there were, He suspects they would be late.
“Today,” God says to Himself, cautiously optimistically, “is the first day of the rest of my life,” wondering as He says this if “my” should have a big M or a little m.
He wonders how the first day of the rest of His life will begin. Will it be a big bang or a big surprise—a big surprise mainly for the man and woman who wake up to discover that they’re at the end of the planting season, it’s time to harvest the crops and there are no slaves around to do the heavy lifting.
What he wants from his new friends is what everybody wants out of a friendship. He wants his friends to know how important they are to Him—and vice-versa.
The problem creationists have with the evolution story is that man is hardly in it while evolutionists complain that there is hardly anything in the creationist story except man.
But could both be overlooking the big Wooly Mammoth in the room? Maybe man is as important as the creationists think he is but maybe, just maybe, putting mankind at the end of a long chain of slow moving events was just the introduction God intended to demonstrate that importance. Maybe the dinosaurs are simply the greatest opening act in history, no more and no less, and mankind is still the biggest headliner—the way God always intended him to be.
Obviously, the creationist’s story was too easy and man never did get the full grasp of just how lucky he was. He woke up in Eden with absolutely no knowledge of volcanos, tundra’s, rush hours or plain old dumb luck. By the third chapter—and these are very short chapters—man had turned his back on his only new best friend and lost, in the process, a piece of real estate, the likes of which he would never see again.
But there are some monkey wrenches in the monkey story too.
Evolutionists protest that the creation story is a story that relied heavily on incredible imagination, bondless enthusiasm, and not much common sense—one you might come up with if you didn’t know an atom from an Adam.
Well, duh! Moses—a chief contributor to the creation story—was, after all, a man who wandered in the desert for forty years just trying to get back home. He didn’t know what an atom was, so he did the best he could with the only Adam he had.
So, in the end, what is the story of man’s beginning?
Obviously, the evolution story is nothing more than the creation story with an earlier beginning and a little more pazazz—not a different beginning, just an earlier one. And the creation story is nothing more than the evolution story with all the details missing.
God can and must be in the new and improved comprehensive story of man but so can the dinosaurs and monkeys. In the new story, God has to be more than just a folk hero pulling rabbits out of a hat and dropping man in a garden. He has to know a little science. If creationist have no problem with God writing the book on religion they should be able to credit him with writing the book on science, also.
To recap, creationists simply have to have a brain and evolutionist have to have a heart and both have to brave-up and not be afraid of the truth. And God has to be more than just a wizard.
But He can do it. He can do it short and quick or He can do it long and tedious. For all we know, He could have already done it both ways on different occasions and we’re just the third or umpteenth attempt at getting it right. If He wanted to, He could even do it upside down and put Australia on top and England down under and believe me no one would be the wiser.
Or this could all be nothing more than a practice run with the real show starting tomorrow after He gets a good night’s sleep. He certainly has all the time in the world to get it right and all the time in the world to kill, if, in fact, he’s just fooling around. The truth is, He may not have done anything yet. We may just be an idea floating around in His head.