Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Darwin's bullseye ...

             My three boys are outside the living room window, playing basketball, in the street.
   I can hear them laughing, yelling at each other and each dribbling their own ball, with the force of a Super Bowl spike...
                                               Good kids. Doing the right things...
                          
                                        I listen to the morning and evening news and seriously wonder how this world that should be full of things like kids playing basketball, could get so twisted into these headlines assaulting us, every day...
                                          Norman Rockwells paintings might have been overly optimistic, but I have to believe there is more truth in them about our nature, than in most of the crap that is happening "out there", in the televised newsreels.
                                   I cannot fathom that twenty miles south, people are murdered on a street like my children are playing on now, and that a short train ride away, a young cop was shot and killed in his car. 
              
                                                 A good cop. Doing the right things...

                                               I want to believe that we can fix this thing that is going on in the world, out there. I want to believe that the best in us, will prevail...
                                           Knowing that we can't, scares me.
                                Being a Christian, I never gave Darwin much credence. I don't believe my great granddad was a progressive monkey. Scientists and most modernists see me as lower than an illiterate Neanderthal because of my belief, but it doesn't take much impartial observance to realize we don't come from animals.
                                                        Animals don't hate... 
                                                      They got that over us...
                One generation in ( Biblically speaking. Darwinists would disagree..) and a human murders his brother. We could not even make it a full generation without turning Gods creation into a deadly weapon against one another.
                                        I'm sure in that same time period, a few lambs were eaten by some lions.
        Not a big deal. That is what they're  supposed to do. It is their nature, to kill, to feed.
                                      But we do it out of jealousy, out of frustration, out of hate...
                                              We do it sometimes just because we can.
                                Made in Gods image we think our nature is somehow superior, but it's not.
                                      Our nature is to be enemies of God and haters of His Glory.
                                             Our nature is less, because it contains evil...
                         I've seen traumatized dogs that only knew violence and could never be " un- traumatized" enough to be safe with humans, but they were not evil...
                                                        Just damaged by people..
                                   Look into the eyes of The Boston Bomber, mug shots of the 911 terrorists and maybe the animated brown eyes of Charles Manson.
                                                Tell me you don't see evil there...
                           The saddest part of this entire equation is that men and women were given the option, were given free will, were given a choice.
                                
                                          So I sit here listening to my children, playing.
                                             Men and women also are able to love, to work toward something bigger than themselves. They can be so much grander than they usually are...
                                     I have no clue how this world can work itself out. Maybe it can't...
                   But maybe we can all try to be a little bit grander, ourselves, and a little less hateful.
                                                 Christians would call that Gods Grace.
                                                 I don't know what Darwin would call it.
                                                           But let's give it a shot..

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