THE EVOLUTION OF ME
When I was growing up, I remember seeing a picture similar to this one in my science books; probably as early as third or fourth grade.
My teacher taught this theory of evolution, the millions of years, the ape to man, and I believed it.
Why would I question my teacher?
She taught me everything.
(Except reading. My mom taught me that.)
Well, this understanding of how we all came to be, stuck with me…for a long time.
I remember one time in the summer after my senior year in high school, a Jehovah Witness guy came to my door in Garland and tried to tell me that this whole evolution thing was wrong…according to the Bible.
I knowingly told him that I believed that God could use evolution just as well, because, well, he just could.
Honestly, I never, ever remember questioning this idea…not one time in my life.
Until…a little while after I had my “born again, new life” experience, I began to read the Bible, listen to men teach the Bible, study the lessons of the Bible.
I started to believe the Bible.
I started to think.
Why do we think man evolved from more primitive forms?
Why do we believe these millions of years, or billions of years?
What about Noah, the flood, the annihilation of mankind except for his family?
Is any of that possible?
Could the world’s population have reached the current levels if it had only had 4000-6000 years to do it?
So many questions.
I no longer believe the picture.
I no longer believe the “science” that says “billions of years ago” or “millions of years ago”.
Strangely, as I have grown, questioned, studied, I have actually held onto the idea of a young earth, without evolution.
I’m not saying I can prove it…but I am challenging anyone to disprove it.
I’ve listened to a lot of arguments over the years, and I have yet to hear one that is convincing.
All the arguments begin with the premise of a 2 to 4 billion year old earth.
Can anyone even conceive of a billion years?
How does one measure that?
I really would like to know.
I would love to hear your take.