Splish-Splash! Taking a Bath?
You don't have to be specialist to know that something isn't working. A few years ago in the Pacific Northwest there was a bridge known as "Galloping Gertie." Some flaw in the engineering made it undulate in the wind until finally it destroyed itself. Nobody seemed to know what was wrong, and engineers insisted that it was sound. But people wouldn't drive across it. They were smarter than the experts.
Modern science may insist that evolution is the explanation for the universe, but people may be excused for not wanting to cross. The undulations from that bridge are almost ready to destroy our civilization. If all things spring from the vortex of chance, then there is nothing to measure anything by, not even evolution itself. No value takes precedence over anything else, all lifestyles are equal, all religions are equally true--or untrue.
That bridge is galloping too much for me, thank you. The scientific whiz kids may try to tell us that everything is all right, that the bridge of evolution is in good shape, but practical minded men are beginning to feel the vibrations.
There is a little poem I learned as a boy:
If all the men were one man, what a great man that would be.
If all the axes were one axe, what a great axe that would be.
If all the trees were one tree, what a great tree that would be;
If all the seas were one sea, what a great sea that would be.
And if the great man took the great axe,
And cut down the great tree,
And it fell into the great sea:
What a splish-splash that would be!
The bridge of evolution is being shaken apart by its own internal vibrations. Now that will really be a splish-splash!
Pastor C. W. Powell
Trinity Covenant Church