Splish-Splash! Taking a Bath?
April,
1994
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
Colorado Springs