Monday, September 22, 2008

An Analogy to Evolutionism

I wanted to share with you a little analogy I thought of to describe the ridiculous idea of Evolutionism. For this, you’ll have to depart from your Christian mindset and pretend that you are simply part of the world’s system.
Imagine that you are a writer, and for the past 6 years, you’ve devoted yourself to finishing a novel that you believe is your greatest work. You now try to publish your beautiful story, and introduce the world to an idea so profound and complex, that no matter how closely you examine the details, it only gets more amazing. Immediately, you run down to the publisher’s office and give him the story. He has never published anything by you before, but the comments he makes on the storyline you gave him sound promising, and he says he’ll look it over. Only a day afterwards, the publisher writes you back and says he loved your book. In fact, he loved it so much, that he read the whole thing that very night. He also says he can’t wait to publish it, and, after quite a bit of rambling, finishes the letter with the remark that he thinks it will go down in history as a work of art equal to that of DaVinci.
The publisher has it edited and checked for mistakes, but strangely finds none, and leaves the rough draft unchanged. Very soon after that, you begin to see advertisements everywhere, and you see reviews for it in many magazines. By six month’s time, it seems like the whole population of America has read it, and you see in the news a story on movie producers who are fighting for the rights to make a movie out of it. You see reviews everywhere on the internet by people who absolutely love it. Some experts claim its popularity will succeed Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, even Star Wars. Everything seems to be going fine, until something happens. While looking through a local bookstore, you notice a section of your books. You examine a copy, and realize that your name is nowhere to be found on the cover, and you have to look in the back of the book, where you only find a tiny biography that certainly doesn’t give you the credit you deserve. You write an email to the publisher stating your concern, but he never replies. As you follow up on this occurrence, you notice that news channels are starting to discuss rumors that you didn’t actually write the story, but just found the idea and developed it into a book. This, of course, is not true, but the rumor progresses on anyway. It begins to seem that the media thinks it was originally a folk story passed down and developed through years of storytelling, and that you were trying to take credit for it. Soon, they decide that you were really a con artist, using a phony identity to gain fortune through this story, which has been around since the ancient times. This is ludicrous, since your story relies on numerous elements of technology that could never have been thought of back then. The book continues in popularity, but your name is no longer in it at all, and it becomes taboo to speak of you in schools while discussing your book. It now seems like you do not even exist. You never saw any money for your work, and it is hard for you to continue life, because your name is no longer respectable.
Here’s the key: the writer is God, and his book is all of creation. The publisher and the media is popular culture. Even though there is endless proof against it, the common idea has now become that everything came from nothing, evolving over a absurd amount of time. Most people now days teach that God does not exist.

Back On!

Sorry, guys. I've actually been grounded from computer for the last month and haven't able to write more blogs. I'll see if I can start writing them again, but that may end up only being once a week.