What Are You Going to Believe?

I asked AiG board member Tony Biller to write a guest blog post for today.  It’s titled ‘’What are you going to believe?” As many Christians will have the opportunity to share something about my Tuesday evening evolution/creation debate with Bill Nye “the Science Guy” (www.debatelive.org) with non-Christian friends and family,  I thought this testimony would be great background reading.

I encourage you to read the introductory paragraphs and then to go the link to read the entire article:

What are you going to believe?

Do you see a man wise in his own eyes?

There is more hope for a fool than for him. Proverbs 26:12

Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of him to whom we must give account. Hebrews 4:13

“What are you going to believe, science or your lying eyes?”

That fairly summarizes how I felt about evolution and naturalist explanations on the origins of the universe and life, before I became a Christian at the age of 29.  I knew I didn’t want there to be a God of morality and judgment, but I also knew what I saw all around me: incredible complexity and order from the subatomic all the way through to the galactic level.  Our bodies testify to the same – incredible and massively interdependent complexities working together to form what I take for granted as simply “myself.”  It seemed equally arrogant, naïve and foolish to think that humanity was at the pinnacle of life, that what we could measure with our little instruments captured all of reality, that our space-time continuum was “it.”

I also wanted nothing to do with Jesus Christ. I did not know and thus certainly did not understand the Gospel, but I knew that I did not want to be answerable for how I chose to live. I was wed to my pagan ways.  If I had to pick a religion, Zen Buddhism suited me just fine only because of its literal irrationality.

In my life, God has a way of quietly catching me off guard and then turning my life upside down.  Ultimately for my better. . . .

Thanks for stopping by and thanks for praying,

Ken