What is wrong with evolution anyway?
I am evolving every minute of every day of my life. We all are. We are all “works in progress” – and if it was any other way life would be incredibly boring!
Imagine being “it” from day one and never needing to do anything other than be ”it” for threescore and ten – or fourscore and ten – or even fivescore and ten.
And if I can change and develop as just one walking talking specimen, then why not a whole species? A whole “creation”?
Why does that offend so many Christians? Why must the “The Creation Story” be over one short week – including the “formed of dust” – including the fully blossoming Garden – and the Fall – and the “eviction” … Why does evolution – in this beautiful place I live and find new beauty and new questions each and every day …
Why does that happening over many “zilllenia” offend?
Unless we need the bible to be factual. Unless we need God to be OUR version of God. The God of THE BIBLE. Literal and factual AND proof aplenty. Making faith irrelevant and evidence everything. So we must ALL believe because it’s ALL true!
Which sounds, to me, totally sciencey without any science at all. And if we like “science” so much – then why not evolution as well?
Just what is wrong with the imagery? Why didn’t evolution happen – why did Noah really happen – why all the smiting and more smiting (that we don’t like to talk about even though it must be the same “evidence”)? Unless it is so that we can hang onto a “God of Shock and Awe” AND a “Soft and Fluffy Jesus Loves You!” … ?
Be good and be loved – be bad and be smited!
Which is not sciencey at all.
I like a God who likes science. I like a God who does evolution. I like a God who doesn’t control everything like The Control Freak of All Control Freaks!
Because I was once told that being perfectionist is a heavy load to carry.
And it really is. And I “evolved” to “lay down” the burden and allow “stuff” to happen. Because stuff will happen whether I try to control it or not. It always has and it always will. So I have evolved to let stuff do its thing. And, I think, that is the first step to loving without condition: to love perfectly.
Except I never will – because love is not perfection.
Love is accepting … love is empowering … love is not perfection – not in any definition of the word. And that is why I look for love now rather than seeking an eternity of worshiping on bended-knee. Because “that God” is the God we have created. The polar opposite God(s). The “illogical God”(s). The evolved God of science without science at all.
I already know eternity. I already know unconditional love.
Those moments of “God o’clock” … that eternity of a moment in perfect balance … the eternity that keeps me in awe (without the shock) as I live in the moment … I already have eternity – right here and right now. I already have unconditional love – right here and right now.
So if being saved is to live for eternity, then I am already saved and living eternity moment by moment and second by second. And isn’t THAT the God we should be evolving? Because THAT is the only God who makes sense to me.
And he is yet to zap me for saying all this stuff.
Which I put down to a God of love without condition!