The notion of Evolution makes me question my value. Under that system of thought, I am only a product of adaptation, and soulless. If I am a result of random chance, and my matter is nothing beyond, matter, then why do I matter? Under that system, I don’t matter. In the evolutionary construct, did the raw fibers that randomly were woven into the universe as we know it, ever have value? Is an atom valuable? A molecule? Bacteria? A worm? When does value start? The cusp of the belief in God, and the theory of evolution can only be answered after death. The two treads of thought, in the active mind are silenced. Existence may end in nothing, proving value was never there. Or will our dead bodies be planted like seeds in the ground, only to sprout eternal souls, that perceive reality beyond the five senses?
I love to drive my 2015 Ford Mustang Eco-Boost. I have never met the engineers, line workers, or seen the factory where it was made, and yet I believe that they exist. My car is far less complicated than I am. Humanity, I believe was made in God’s image. Is that a shadow dancing on the wall? An echo in the sand? Or a truncated copy of greatness. It may not matter, how ‘In His Image’ is applied. The point is, with God, you have VALUE! Creation silently shouts out God’s echo everyday.
The unseen fire of truth may make shadows dance, and warm the sand, and still be denied. My suggestion, is perhaps you should consider your value, while you are alive, and turn around and see Who gave it to you from the begining.
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