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When Edwin A. Abbott wrote his strongly allegorical novel “Flatland” in the 1880s, about a two-dimensional land whose inhabitants vehemently and strictly opposed any thought or talk of the possibility of any other realm outside their own, he prophetically described the international science community of the 20th and (thus far, the) 21st centuries.

What the vast majority of the science community does and has been doing is to strictly limit its discoveries and research to its own physical realm, punishing those who dared to venture beyond with marginalization and exile from the scope of their recognition and acceptance.

Like the Flatlanders in Abbott’s story, they strictly refuse to accept the possibility of the existence of any other realm beyond their perceivable and tangible own, which in my humble opinion, isn’t exactly a very scientific approach, and comparable to their predecessors’ attitude in the days before Columbus, when they thought the earth was flat…
No new realms, much less new dimensions to discover. It’s as if they saw their job as building a mental prison (“Matrix”) for their community of believers (for what else have they created than another faith in the dogma, “There is no other”?), restricting their existence to the realm in which they dwell while their bodies remain alive.

They also stubbornly refuse to acknowledge the fact that information does not come about by itself.

Since the discovery of the inner life of living cells, their intricacy and complexity, it has become known that a highly complex exchange of coded information takes place in every living cell. Every letter, note, telegram, email, phone-call, book or other shred of information given since the beginning of time has been known to require an author. And yet the science community forces its subjects to believe that the gigantic amount of complex information and the exchange thereof taking place within living cells is all supposed to have come about by itself – no author required, or, as Ben Stein put it, “No Intelligence Allowed!
Or, in other words, the Architect has been expelled from His own house, leaving that house in a very sad, darkened, only pseudo-enlightened state, where the “enlightened ones” come up with concocted fairy-tale excuses to wreak havoc on weaker countries around the world, slaughter their inhabitants in the name of freedom and democracy and even in the name of a God Whose existence they actually strongly deny in their public schools, education system and science community.

The Flatlanders of the 21st century have reached a level of bigotry and hypocrisy that Abbott never would have deemed possible, I’m sure.

So, why is God allowed on the political battlefield, and used as an excuse or incentive for one Nation to exterminate another, while His existence at the same time is strongly denied in that same nation’s sacred halls of higher learning?
Probably because they figure the only thing God is good for is to use Him for their own selfish and mass-murderous plans. They would never ever grant Him credit for having created the vastness of the universe. “No,” they say, “That was coincidence!”
He was the One Who placed them in their high office and gave them the authority to push the red button that would signify the death of untold thousands of (in reality) innocent victims (accused of acts of terrorism, or at least intended ones, of course), but He certainly wasn’t capable of creating the world as it is in the first place.
No, aliens probably did that. They came here gazillions of years ago and left the necessary information for our evolution somewhere in the dust. Let them worry about where they came from… Some even higher race fom yet another galaxy, perhaps. But a Creator from a Realm outside of and even vaster than our physical universe? – “Taboo!”

The credentials of our enlightenment are obvious: “Hey, we are the people who have invented television, i-pads, radar and remote controlled drones to eliminate our enemies. It’s obvious we know what we’re talking about!”
The word adequately used to describe such attitudes is arrogance. And the one to describe that kind of behavior, hypocrisy. “Keep God out of science, but use Him for us to get to use our scientific toys on the lab rats in the Mideast!”

“God may not have created the universe, but He sure made America the ruler of the world” seems to be the consensus of enlightenment cooked up at 58 East 68th Street, New York, along with their hoards of employed think tanks, and preached with evangelistic fervor by their likewise employed media. If God didn’t exist, the warmongers in Gloryland would yet have to invent Him.
Let’s hope for them that their Creator won’t get terribly teed off with their act, and their glory should come falling flat on its face any day soon, reducing their physical stature to their present spiritual one.

Or should we not…?

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Probably not only to the vast majority of scientists, but also to most adherents of modern science, which includes the majority of the world’s population, would consider the creation account of the Book of Genesis outrageous and a downright slap in the face of all that is currently regarded as science.
And, granted, it is a little bit hard to believe. Once you get over the 6-days factor, you still have this seemingly insurmountable obstacle: “You mean to tell me that the earth was just hanging there for 3 days in the nothingness of empty space, and that God actually created all plant life on it before He even created the sun and the rest of the stars, as in, the rest of the matter of all the billions of galaxies in the universe?”

I admit, it sounds totally outrageous. Picture the earth, trees and grass and bushes and all, circling around the spot where tomorrow the sun is going to be…

Very absurd indeed.

But then, so is the notion of anyone walking on water, raising folks, including Himself, from the dead, healing the blind from birth, turning water into wine, feeding thousands from a few loaves and fishes, etc., etc., etc.

The God of the Bible is either the greatest story teller and liar in the universe, or He’s definitely capable of a few stunts that leave the rest of us speechless, including creating universes in very unorthodox manners. Obviously, the vast majority of my fellowmen subscribe to the former of these two options. And I can hardly blame them. It takes a lot of faith to believe this account, so contrary to all that 99.999% of all other existing books on the topic of our origins tell us. It takes faith that can only be acquired by the life-long experience that everything else that is said in that outrageous and most disputed of all books – the Bible – actually works.
Of course, few have ever had the courage to try to find out whether these things work. They don’t mind listening to some well chosen portions of it once a week, and amazingly enough, that already seems to be doing the trick of getting them through the rest of the week.
But as someone who can testify first hand by 30 years of experience that God really keeps His Word when He promises that if we would seek first the interests of His Kingdom, then He would give us all the things we need for life, like food and clothing for free (see Matthew 6:33), along with a host of His other Promises, it’s also not entirely impossible to believe that the first chapter of the Book I based my life on is also more than just (non-science) fiction.

I admit, though, I’ve had my disputes with the Boss about it, and have sometimes asked Him, “How on earth could You? I mean, couldn’t You just have had the decency to please create this universe in some sort of orthodox, well-received and politically correct manner, instead of defying all that could be summed up as human common sense and having the audacity to bluntly contradict all of the sum of our combined wisdom and knowledge?”

What I got in response was something along the lines that just like everything in nature, the creation of earth was also some sort of actual, physical metaphor or example of a much greater spiritual truth. The sort of thing I’m going on about at length in my attempt at an eBook, “The Deeper Meaning of Everything.”

So, what sort of deep, mystical spiritual truth is the story of the creation of planet earth supposed to bear for us, what sort of deeper significance, parable or lesson is there to learn from it?

Basically, it is: “Keep hanging in there!”

Humans are frantic little beings, and even the term “beings” already implies that they’ve got to be frantically occupied with ensuring their own little existence, lest by the slightest little pause of all their frantic activities and incessant efforts to keep themselves alive they should bring upon their heads the end of the world as we know it. And so we feverishly work and work and work in order to artificially keep ourselves alive, only to sooner or later wind up in a coffin despite all our feverish efforts, and getting our planet a lot closer a lot sooner to that dreaded end than we might have if we would have paused long enough to think, or better: pray.

We think we’ve just gotta make it happen.

What God is saying by His outrageous statement of just letting the earth hang there by itself is: “Wrong!”

– We are not the ones who make it happen. He is.

We always worry that whatever we have is not going to be enough. We worry that the money we have is not going to be enough, and that the food we have is not going to be enough, and the space we have is not going to be enough.

Our remedy is then liquidating our rivals: all those useless eaters who don’t work as hard as we do on “making it happen,” and who just threaten to occupy our living space, eat away our food , breathe away our air, and present a danger to our own survival.

What God is trying to tell us by His outrageous statement in having had the audacity of creating planet earth before the rest of the universe is that despite all our frantic worrying, the fact remains that He is enough.
All it ever took and will take to keep each and everyone of us breathing and alive is His power, totally regardless of all our feverish efforts.
He can ensure life on our planet with or without our help, and the course of history is on its best way to prove that the way we’re going about it, is not going to work.

If we think we’re going to be able to save ourselves with our annual trillion dollars worth of highly sophisticated weapons, we’re utterly mistaken.
It will probably turn out that it would have been better off never having done anything at all, instead of spending this outrageous amount of time, effort, manpower and tax money (yes, that’s right: yours and mine) on the investment in technology with the one purpose of murdering our fellow humans.

So, who are we to tell God how He ought to have created His universe?

Oh, I forgot. We don’t really believe in Him, so it’s not really His. It’s ours. We think.
So we can do with it whatever we want, including blowing it to Smithereens.

Maybe we’re actually mistaken. Not only about how earth came into being, but also about our rights to treat this place the way we do, in other words: its destruction.

One reason for my audacity to prefer to believe the biblical account of creation,is that mankind has thus far utterly failed to convince me of their supposedly oh-so superior intelligence and smartness.

I can tell by their actions that there must be something dreadfully dumb about them.

So how are they going to tell me that they know better than God about how this planet came into being?

I’ve found by experience that God is a good Friend. I mean goood. He doesn’t lie. He doesn’t try to impress you by His stunts to convince you how much cooler He is than you. He’s a real Pal. I can’t say He disappointed me ever, not once. Sure, we have our disagreements, occasionally, but He always manages to get me to see His point sooner or later.

And I can’t say the same thing about people.

People lie. People are extremely deceived, especially when it comes to themselves and their supposed omniscience and infallibility.

It turns out that if I want something to really hang my life on, something to fully trust, I’m better off with the invisible nature of God, and that apparent nothingness my life revolves around than all the rah-rah and ado of my 7 billion fellowmen put together.

I may be very much alone in my opinion… on the surface.

But something – or rather, Someone – keeps telling me, that if I just hang in there a little bit longer, I won’t be alone that much longer. All of a sudden, there are going to be billions of bright shining lights all around me, confirming that I was right in putting my trust in “Mr. Invisible” after all.

Jesus Himself was left alone in the dark of the heart of the earth for three days, obviously on His mission to preach to the “spirits in prison.” But He didn’t have to go on for very long down there in that darkness.

Maybe God just needs a three days’ break every now and then to show us what He can do if we just dare to trust Him long enough that He was right, after all, contrary to all the gazillions of voices who claim to know better.

So, if you ever feel you’re totally alone and forsaken, hanging out there in sheer nothingness, and not knowing what to make of it, just keep hanging in there! Chances are, you’re not the first one in history who’s had to go through this experience.

Chances are, the very same thing happened, once upon a time, not all too long ago, though, to a planet called Earth…

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Furry Ancestors More Likable than Grumpy Christians?

Furry Ancestors More Likable than Grumpy Christians?

The problem with much of the church is, that it causes much of the rest of mankind to prefer to seek not only the company, but even relation with the animal world over stiff, self-righteous and dogmatic human behavior, as is portrayed vividly by the statement of the evolutionist Joseph Hooker (one of Darwin’s associates) during a scientific debate at Oxford University in 1860, regarding his opponent, Bishop Samuel Wilberforce: “I would rather have a monkey for a grandfather than such a man as this!”

As long as Christians make the rest of the world run to the jungle for solace and the smallest trace of kindness to be found, we will always have bad cards. The greatest tragedy about all this is the fact that Jesus was actually leading the way into that jungle of the basic needs of humanity, but that over the centuries, His followers largely preferred to walk in the footsteps of His enemies, the self-righteous religious Scribes and Pharisees, who were ultimately responsible for His death (since the worldly Governor Pilate would have gladly preferred to let Him go).

I’m not writing this in order to repeatedly wave my finger at the churches, but because I still catch myself occasionally displaying Pharisaical behavior toward others with different views and opinions than my own, and if it happens to me, as unorthodox, non-traditional, anti-ritual and marginalized a believer as I am, then I can only figure that woe is us, if we all have such difficulties to really live the essence of what our God stands for (namely love), and keep falling into the traps of the old school of self-righteous religiosity.

Much of the point I’m trying to make throughout this blog is that we, Christians, have to radically adapt our act and behavior toward the rest of the world, if we want to stand a chance to survive what’s coming at us.

We need to learn to love our enemies, as Jesus said, instead of killing them.

Otherwise, history will expose the whole lot of us as hypocrites, which has already happened to a lot of our “brethren” from all sorts of denominations throughout time…

We’ve got to become real and the Real Thing, and start developing a taste for the truth, instead of joining the rest of the Corporate World climbing up its ladder in which each step is a lie that promises us another advantage over our competitors.

We need to learn that Jesus wasn’t here to start a business. At least none in which we were supposed to try to outsmart and out-finance each other. We are in a competition, alright, but for souls, not for money, and the guy we’re supposedly competing against, is unfortunately sitting right in our living rooms most of the time, instead of hiding out in the desert sand where we suspect him.

We’re not going to lick the Devil with his own weapons. A lie was never an efficient cure for another lie.

Lies are the weapons of our opponent that enable him to keep us all hanging in cages above a pitch black bottomless abyss while dwelling in the illusion that we’re soaring into a blue sky of freedom with puffy white clouds, birds a-chirping and Britney Spears singing “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” in a school uniform with an extra short skirt.

The only remedy we’ve got against the global pandemic addiction to Satan’s lies is the truth.

And unless we’re willing to change our diet from blue pills to red, we’re not seriously going to free anyone else, either, but just offer them another cage, another little matrix based on lies with a little bit of truth mixed in for sugar-coating.

Yes, that red pill is going to be bitter. It may even cause you to throw up in the process and shock the hell out of you.

But it’s also the only real alternative to the abyss, the emptiness, and the label that is going to stick with us to some extent possibly for the rest of eternity, if we don’t choose truth: “Hypocrite!”

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According to this article from England, alas, it is looking bleak for the future of the English language, or perhaps, language per se…

If “in the beginning was the Word (Logos),” in other words, as the German Creation Scientist Werner Gitt put it, “…Information,” then it looks as if once again, the theory of Evolution is turning out to be the biggest pile of goose dump ever sold to humanity as fact, since what is actually happening is evidently the opposite : the decline of communication and the very stuff that was necessary to get the ball of Creation rolling: information.

It’s not that there isn’t any exchange of words happening, and to some degree, what one might still call information of sorts, it’s just that the actual amount of valid information in what’s being said is rapidly racing toward the zero mark, and the quality, as we have observed with so many other things in our times, such as even our fruits and vegetables, and even the dirt in which they’re grown, is decreasing with shocking speed.

No wonder scientists think they’re gods. Compared to the average IQ of the media-fabricated zombies all around them, it must be frighteningly easy to fall for the temptation of deeming oneself omniscient…

I’m not denying that there are folks who don’t follow the trend and decline, but, ladies and gentlemen, tell me, please, what’s it all worth if you’re as smart as Einstein, but the System has it all rigged up to create blank minds in the future citizens of this globe?

And while we’re all so infatuated with our own cleverness, we idly stand by as our kids are being turned into intellectual zeros…

After all, we kid ourselves, “Evolution’s going to take care of it!” It’s the undefeatable law of, “We’re all going to get smarter, no matter what, because we’re all evolving, see?” (I wish Ricky Gervais would have the guts and brains to take the piss out of his fellow evolutionists someday, the way he does with creationists and believers of any type – it would sound magnificent to hear him say a phrase like that last one before the parenthesis…)

I guess the Devil really must hate the concept of useful information being transferred from one place (like a brain) to another, and so his goal must be the total stupification of mankind. I know I already addressed that topic, but it never struck me like that:

Perhaps the end of the world will look like this: billions of morons staring skywards, unable to utter anything remotely more sensible than “Awwwwwwww….” as the last few remaining folks still capable of articulating entire phrases escape from this world in the only direction left to go…

It’s not that some people aren’t diabolically clever. It’s just that their diabolical cleverness isn’t doing anybody any good. The fruits of it are becoming plain: absolute, total, terrifying, devastating and global stupidity.

I know that may sound a bit mean, but you see, I have to take advantage of the golden opportunity to spell out these words before the majority of our population are going to be left clueless as to their meaning…

I’m not saying that one has to be smart in order to be good. Not necessarily. One can be wise by being simple. But they have to be wise enough to adhere to the proper type of input. And while everybody’s feeding on input that’s supposed to make them believe that they’re smarter than anybody else who ever walked this earth, their offspring and younger peers are slowly being transformed into beings that – if the trend continues – will not be able to communicate properly with the oh-so-smart but unceasingly aging rest of us. So, something has got to be wrong about our way of thinking: that fable of the ever-mutating super-monkey.

Some say it’s all religion’s fault that folks are becoming so dumb. I agree. But it’s more likely the religion of Evolution that is causing the problem. Because even the most devout Christian has been affected to some degree by that bug of “automatic superiority” because of the underlying dogma that we’re supposedly developing into something better, higher and smarter all the time.

You’ve got to be outrageously insane to actually take notice of the opposite happening.

We’re being constantly told and drilled to believe that the exact opposite is happening of what is actually and in reality taking place, and the illusion is made perfect by ever increasing special effects in the movies, ever fancier technological gimmicks, and an ever increasing perfection of the outward shell of our System, along with the perfectly styled and surgically altered appearances of each individual.

When all the while something is rotting inside.

No wonder people are so much into horror movies these days. There’s some real bad voodoo going on, and it’s turning everything into ever more beautiful somethings on the outside, while the inside is becoming uglier by the minute, somewhat like Oscar Wilde’s character Dorian Gray.

Maybe Oscar was onto something…

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The problem I’m having with a God Who was just supposed to have kicked off some process of evolution gazillions of years ago and then told His prophets to write down a story of creation only to be saying afterwards, “I was just kiddin’ folks – I used Evolution to do it” is that He would most likely be gazillions of miles away from me. If He was too busy to be involved in the creation of at least the first man (and woman), the way the Bible said He was, but instead let man gradually evolve from a looooooong line of monkeys and other mammals, reptiles and tadpoles, making who or whatever was capable of being called the first man resemble a cross between Frankenstein and King Kong rather than the image of God Almighty, then He would also be way too busy to count the hairs on our heads the way Jesus said He would, and make that statement just another one of countless lies, exaggerations and “not-so’s” in the Bible.

Certainly He’d be to busy to be involved in my financial problems, and one of the first chapters I’d have to rip out of my New Testament would be Matthew 6, in which Jesus admonishes His disciples not to live for physical things, but promises that if they would seek first the Kingdom of God, all these things would be added unto them.

Not that that chapter would have much actual relevance in the lives of probably 99% of existing Christians in the 21st century. But it does to me. It has, ever since I met the Family International at the age of 13. I had been reading the New Testament on my way to school and got so turned on about it that I got in trouble even with the leaders of our local faith community because I told the parents of one of my school mates that I took Matthew 6 literally (and they called up the community inquiring whether I was the only loony).

Many local community leaders later I still believe in it.

I remember the time in Argentina in 1984 when my future wife, another team member and I traveled 3000 km within 3 weeks for our radio show, having 50 Dollars in our pockets, and never having spent one dime of them. Actually, we returned with more than what we had left with, and yet we had traveled in comfortable buses, spent the nights in pensions or hotels and had 3 meals a day in different restaurants, all donated. We held meetings for our listeners in half a dozen different towns in halls, hotel lobbies or similar places without having to pay a dime for their usage.

I know what it means when God says “I have set before thee an open door that no man can shut.”

That’s why I get so upset when “Christians” call Him a liar and say, “No, He was just kidding in the Bible, and we can scientifically prove it.”

Probably if I were a professor at some university teaching my students all the many reasons why Charles Darwin makes more sense than all the prophets in the Bible put together, I’d have to believe my own b…sh.t, too in order to be able to live with myself.

Perhaps fortunately for some and unfortunately for most, I don’t receive a big check at the end of the month for pursuing any such activity.

One of the few things I have done for a living in order to help God a little bit keep that Promise about “all these things shall be added unto you” has been to play a little bit of music every now and then. And the older you get, the more you can relate to the old chieftain in “Little Big Man” in the “Good day to die” scene where he performs the magic ritual in preparation for his entrance into the eternal hunting grounds: “Sometimes the magic works, and sometimes it doesn’t.”

This past month was one of those months when “it doesn’t,” since we didn’t have a single gig, and the bills kept coming anyway.

We have those months every once in a while, and so far, He has always done it and never let us down. Did I mention that I faithfully give my tithe ever since I earned my first income at the age of 17 before I bid my mom goodbye to follow Jesus?

I know God wasn’t kidding either about His Promise “Bring ye all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be meat in Mine house, and prove Me now herewith, saith the LORD of hosts, if I will not open you the windows of heaven, and pour you out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it” (Malachi 3:10). Some say it’s “unscriptural” to tithe. Well, I’m not the right person to be taught that sort of theology. I might just tell you in your face, “Man, why don’t you be honest and just admit that you’re stingy?”

Once in Spain in 1980 I had to come up with my daily contribution to the rent of the local community I had just joined and had to “pioneer” and open up new singing contacts in a town where I had just tried to do so a few days earlier with a partner to no avail. I was pretty desperate. God likes us to get desperate sometimes. So I prayed, and I received that verse. Sure enough, at the end of the night my pockets were bursting with cash, and I had been blessed with 15 times the amount I needed.

He had not forsaken me.

The funny thing is, though, that no matter how often these miracles happen, you always tend to forget them, and as soon as the due date for the rent is in sight and the cash is not around, nor any gig on the schedule that promises to bring it in, one starts wondering and whining again, “My God, why hast Thou forsaken Me?”

It’s like that film “50 First Dates,” in which a girl with extreme memory loss had to be wooed each day anew by her lover.

So I decided to write down this month’s miracle while it’s happening, to make sure I won’t forget it next time:

On Monday we somehow realized that we had the money for our utilities bill (water and electricity) and so transferred that money, leaving us at zero: “Welcome to Rock Bottom Club!”

We still had to come up with our rent, though. This was a job for Super-God. But we knew we had to do our part, too.

So we decided to follow up on some contacts and spent about an hour witnessing to the owner of a local gravestone company, who seemed thankful that we brought a little light into his confusion. “Thanks,” he said! “One never knows what to believe anymore these days.”

When we wanted to move on, we realized we weren’t going to get very far with our summer tires in the snow, So we turned around, stopped by a junkyard in the nearby Swiss town of Schaffhausen, and the owner donated 4 pretty decent winter tires, which Sparkles, my better half and also the better mechanic between the two of us, mounted the next morning at a friend’s place who owns the local Toyota garage.

On that day we couldn’t go witnessing because I had a guitar pupil coming in and our daughter had school theater rehearsals, meaning we had to stay with our dog, so our adventure continued on Wednesday.

We didn’t get very far that day before I felt like I needed a coffee as we walked through the closest larger size town. So we stopped at a restaurant whose owner Sparkles knew and who might donate a coffee since we were still broke…

We showed the owner lady our new Christmas CD and were going to leave it for her to listen to. But she didn’t want to let us go without paying for it, and in the process also bought two more of our CDs for her son.

We had just become richer by the sum of one sixth of our rent.

On our way home we passed by another restaurant Sparkles knew and the owner lady said she had just been thinking about her. She also gladly took a Christmas CD and gave us a bottle of Uruguayan wine on top of it…

On Thursdays we have a small prison ministry in a German town that’s about 40 km from our place where we visit and sing for a group of 5 to 10 prisoners. On our way there we passed by a gas station belonging to a very sweet couple who had called earlier this week saying that they would like to have our Christmas CD (we had sent out an email on Monday attaching one of the best songs from it, something we’ll keep doing until Christmas), and so they gave us another donation that brought us a bit closer to the full amount of our due rent, along with a Swiss highway vignette (a yearly sticker you need on your car in order to be able to use Swiss highways).

When we returned home later that evening, another person had bought our Christmas CD online, and we were slooowly but surely getting toward about half our rent.

This morning, Sparkles went to visit a friend she sees regularly, and he just so happened to be inspired to help us with another sixth of our rent, plus a new 4 GB USB stick smaller than a finger nail (he’s a shop owner)…

Then in the afternoon some unexpected visitors came: a very sweet couple from a nearby Swiss division of our faith community stormed in unannounced and said they wanted to leave us a gift, which turned out to be yet another third of our rent. There is a God, and He loves us.

Finally, (after a break of about a year or so), Sparks and I grabbed our guitar and took it to some Restaurants we had played in when we had hit previous dry spells. The last few times had been another example of when the magic doesn’t work. But tonight it did.

The rent was in!

And when we got home we found out that another sweet couple from our Family had sent us another generous donation in appreciation of our German albums which we’ve made available for free download, and now we’re just about able to pay our upcoming health insurance bill, too.

Of course, we know people who have testimonies of how God supplied hundreds of thousands of Euros or dollars for them, and these are probably easier to remember than those little miracles that keep us going and prove to us over and over again that He loves us and won’t forsake us, in spite of the mess we are.

Perhaps that’s why I just can’t bring myself to believe that He’s just supposed to have flipped a switch to turn on the evolutionary machinery and then headed for the highlands to leave us evolving and fending for ourselves. Either God’s philosophy is “survival of the fittest,” or “The meek shall inherit the earth” – it can hardly be both.

Well, if you would like to become part of the continuing miracle of our simple faith life, you’ll find the “donate” button on our site, so feel free. Rest assured that every small gift will be genuinely appreciated.

And if you should not yet have experienced personally that God is not too far away or too busy to help you make it through your financial dry periods, perhaps our little testimony managed to encourage you. If He did it for us, there’s no doubt He’ll do it for you.

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Dear Scott,

first of all I want to thank you for having replied to my recent comment in such a calm, kind and patient manner. It has confirmed to me once again that atheists, as different in their world views from my own as they may be, sometimes possess the very “Christian” attributes of kindness and patience, etc., that we, the believers, aren’t exactly always famous for.

Probably a large part of the world doubts the existence of our God at least in part due to to our failure to behave the way He would want us to.

But you have to see our dilemma: We’re up against a huge construct, the matrix of science, that has left very little room for an excuse for living for our kind, the ones you refer to as those possessing “medieval” views. While others may refer to religion as the matrix that holds certain people captive (and I strongly agree when it comes to many of the dogmas of the established churches and religions), what bothers me is that a large part of what is being conveyed as “facts” on behalf of the scientific community is in actuality a far cry from the right to be referred to as thus, and is often only a theory at best (if it is based on observation) or (if not) some paradigm based on yet another assumption that we are never told how vague it actually is.

In my opinion, the authority that a lot of our current science apparatus is based on, is raw power: man power fueled by the gigantic flow of resources poured into the effort to uphold and elaborate on the philosophy and theory that has become the only acceptable one in our society. In my opinion, it is comparable to the force dictatorial regimes such as the Soviets under Stalin, the Nazis under Hitler or the Communists under Mao have used, to only name a few, and coincidentally, the paradigm of Evolution is the one common factor between those regimes and our supposedly free democratic world.

Thus you can perhaps understand how frustrating it may be to fend against your giant construct when all we, the Creationists have, is one chapter of a Book that is supposed to give us the only alternative, which seems totally absurd in the light of what the scientific community claims are the facts.

I want to thank you also for pointing out the one argument which in your opinion speaks in favor of the existence of our God, and you’re doubtlessly right that without having personally experienced the Presence and Power of such a God, I would not be wasting my time on writing this.

One thing however, you seem to have ignored completely about my previous comments, and that is the issue of the discovery of information as a necessary ingredient for any formerly conceived as “simple” or even simplest life form, and the fact that never in the history of mankind has any force or process been observed that should have brought forth information from lifeless matter without an author.

It is here where the Bible gives us a clue that confirms this. It starts out with the same three words as that infamous first chapter of the Bible that makes those who take the rest of the Book literally the laughing stock of the scientific community, “In the beginning…,” but then continues with the thought, “…was the Word.” A word (Greek: logos) is a means to transmit or convey information, and the German Creation scientist Dr. Werner Gitt has elaborated on this further in his book “In the Beginning was Information.”

So, we – the community of believers in the Author of that Information – know that at the beginning of creation (you may prefer to call it the universe) there was, evidently, Information. And I’m talking information not of the kind that a bunch of chimpanzees could have randomly produced by hacking away on typewriters for gazillions of years (very lousy argument, btw.), but specific information necessary to produce a functioning universe with complex life, written in the specific language or code that the existing receptors of that information were (and continue to be in every cell of your body) able to process. We’re not talking Hamlet here, but something far more complex.

Now, you and your distinguished colleagues from the science community tell us that there is nothing that a few billion or trillion years could not accomplish, along with a little bit of luck, and, well, perhaps the aid of an infinite amount of parallel universes to keep trying their luck at this cosmic casino, which happened to enable ours to hit the jackpot.

In other words, the difference between your Gospel and ours is, “In the beginning there was time.” Lots of it. I mean really, lots and lots of it. So much time in fact, that it is totally impossible for us to comprehend it, seeing that even the alleged 6000 years of world history the Bible comes up with seem like a dozen eternities to us. So much time that it would sound utterly ridiculous to even start arguing against it.

The power of your argument then lies in, as I stated above, in the sheer power of numbers:

1. The astronomical sum of money that has been poured into keeping the evolutionary science apparatus alive over more than a century (Apparently the Vatican isn’t the only entity dedicated to financing religious beliefs). It would probably be no exaggeration and perhaps even modest to speculate that a dollar or ten or even a hundred for every year that is supposed to have passed since the Big Bang may have been just what kept that theory being drilled into every earth child’s head for the past 70 years.

2. The legions of employees of those resources: teachers, media personnel, professors, palaeontologists, archaeologists, geologists and members of other sciences who only stand a chance to last in their profession if they obediently allow their findings to confirm the existing paradigm (What happened to some of those who didn’t can be seen in Ben Stein’s movie “Expelled – No Intelligence Allowed!

3. And, as mentioned before, the number of years it is supposed to have taken for “all of this” (= Evolution) to have taken place. – A number, by the way, which seems to be subject to the same sort of inflation over the decades as the currencies that keep the theory blasting in living rooms and class rooms alike.

Let’s be honest, Scott: We are very easily impressed by numbers. With numbers that you and your colleagues come up with, it’s easy to stay calm. I’m having to struggle to even pay my rent, because nobody wants to support a lunatic who seriously believes in the biblical account of Creation. It is definitely safer to swim with the current of the mainstream of the evolutionary matrix. – Especially since I’m not part of the machinery of the religious establishment matrix, either.

The only thing I’ve got going for me is a God Who couldn’t care less about numbers and all the odds against Him and His Cause. He has always, throughout history (the history that you wouldn’t seriously grant us, because you’ve read dozens of book that told you “It wasn’t really so…”) – well, throughout what we believe to be history, in that case – won His battles with one or two or a handful of people against largely superior armies.

If I’m wrong and you’re right, then the wielders of the sheer power of wealth, mass and numerical superiority may have the world for good, and our brand of lunatics will disappear before long (especially since it’s our brand of people that is coming dangerously close to be branded as the sort of “terrorists” that are to blame for all the evils in this world, soon to justify a new, global kind of holocaust).

However, if – against all the astronomic odds – I and my brothers and sisters should turn out to be right, after all, it shall be the meek, not the dinosaurs (the Tyrannosauruses of Wall Street et al), who will inherit the earth.

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Some people
don’t want to let our Creator go about His business.
They say He should just stick to the role of a passive Observer Who may have tilted the initial domino & got this universe – or at least life on earth – rolling by leaving whatever information was necessary for the rest of the course of evolution to take care of itself.
The question is whether our Creator is satisfied with that side role. According to science, or at least that relatively small sector of the scientific community adherent to some sort of however vague “Christian” belief (since the rest can obviously do fine without any Supreme Being whatsoever), that is what He must have done, in order to verify their findings that strongly point towards Evolution.
On the other hand, the evolutionary paradigm strongly denies God the slightly more prominent role in His creation ascribed to Him in the Book that Christianity (and Judaism) is based on, and requires us to tear page after page out of that Book, leaving us with little less than a hollow shell of parables and symbolisms.

The problem is, where are those Christians, who obviously consider 21st century science a highly superior authority on our reality than that which the rest of us perhaps slightly more naive believers refer to as “the Word of God” going to stop stripping us of our faith? According to them, that infamous first chapter of our Book is already pure rubbish. How about the 2nd and 3rd chapter? Obviously, according to the current state of affairs within the scientific community it might be safe to assume that they would consider any notion of such a character as the Devil to be the same sort of nonsense as the biblical account of creation.
According to what one might call “evolutionary” or “scientific” Christians then, the Devil was probably just an allegory that was supposed to portray evil, which they can perhaps admit might exist on some philosophical or moral level, even if solely as another by-product of our ever-evolving human brains… (No wonder some folks call it “evilution”)…
And that would force us to dismiss further chapters and passages not only of the Old Testament, but also of the Gospels, the epistles of Paul (who even claimed that the Devil is the god of this present world), as well as the Book of Revelation, which deals a lot with what some would call the End of the world as we know it, announcing that we haven’t seen the worst yet of our old snaky pal…

But what if the Bible is actually more than a pretty dumb Book that one would have to be extremely naive to be taking it literally? What if Paul was right, not only about his notions about the Devil, but also about what he called (with extreme prophetic wisdom) “science falsely so-called,” and about those people who deem themselves wise, but whom God calls foolish?

What if God actually likes His job, and isn’t about to stop messing around with us?

After all, He calls us His children. Well, at least those of us who don’t mind Him being our Father. So, is He just going to abandon His children and say, “Listen up, kiddos, that process I initiated, called Evolution, is going to take care of everything from now on. I’m going to switch over to auto-pilot from now on, and have a vacation… See you ’round….”?

That doesn’t sound like the God I know, the God of Love Who promised, “I will never leave thee nor forsake thee.” Nor does it sound like the God Who, according to the Bible, is going to make His abode with us some fine day, on a new earth under a new sky. Sounds as if He had some more serious plans with us than just leaving us as cosmic orphans fending for ourselves.

Let’s say you were a creator by profession. And you actually liked your job. What wold you be doing? You would go ’round creating things, right?

You would probably say one day to your heavenly host of angels, “Listen up, I had an idea: Let’s expand and create another realm full of new creatures and physical life-forms, and let’s make them in such a way that they can communicate with us, so we can have some fun interaction together… After all, we’ve got something great going here, so, let’s get ourselves an interactive audience to share it with…” – Well, maybe something along these lines or to that extent, you get the gist… The creation and consequent merging with the physical realm. The King of the universe preparing for His prince a bride to be rescued and conquered from the hands of some evil usurper.
(That may sound like a fairly-tale, but why deny the Almighty the right to some imagination, just because you may seem to lack any of it? What if all the fairy-tales in the world are going to wind up making more sense in the end than some of your so-called scientific “facts” acquired on some fatally errant premises?)

Well, if you were that Creator, you probably wouldn’t be involved in the construction of every single flower and blade of grass single-handedly, but once you created a race of intelligent and (sometimes) thinking creatures that allegedly looked like the spitting image of you, wouldn’t you see to it that they weren’t utterly going to make a mess of things?

Of course, it may look as if that’s precisely what God is doing. – Let us make a mess of it. But one thing you ought to know about God: He’s actually a kind fellow. He doesn’t just barge in and say, “Listen up, y’all, you’re all gonna do as I say, ‘s that clear?” – He doesn’t force us to worship Him or anything. And if we insist on going our own way for a little while and pretend we don’t need Him, pretend He doesn’t even exist, “Okay, fine then, just do it!”
On the other hand, He’ll be perfectly involved in the lives of those who don’t mind Him! And He’s going to intervene on their behalf when the other, independent guys try to take away their religious freedom, just as he intervened with Moses and the Israelites in Egypt. Another far-fetched allegory? – “Certainly there was no Red Sea parted.” Rip those pages out! ”
– No walks on the water…” Rrrripppp!
– Definitely no flood and hilarious tale of Noah and his arc! On Mars, where we’ve discovered traces of water? Sure. But down here where we’re up to our necks in water? No way!
– No resurrection from the dead and most certainly no supernatural intervention in the End to save us from ourselves…

All you believe in is some scientifically justifiable “Christ,” perhaps described better as a “Great Philosopher.” But what’s so great about His philosophy if your interpratation of reality is true? In the light of the picture you’re painting, He could at best be called a lunatic.

So, if I have to choose between mine and your faith in a far-away God, Who billions of years ago got some evolutionary process rolling, which by some random and weird coincidence happened to churn me out or cough me up or whatever… I think I would have to humbly pass and say, “Do I really have to?” And you see, that’s precisely how attractive this paradigm is (which, after all, is being forced on every school kid in nearly every nation on earth, for the past 70 years): It makes them want to quit the game.
You can play it by yourselves. It’s really no fun at all. Unless you happen to be one of the few lucky winners of the jackpot in the evolutionary casino, one of the “fittest” destined to “survive.” After all, that’s all you do: you survive, but you never really live.
And well, if you don’t like the game and you feel like committing suicide, be our guest, since the world is over-populated anyway.
Overpopulation is just one of those things that happens wihen your Creator’s on a permanent vacation.

Or it could be just one of those things the hyper-rich and hyper-stingy have cooked up in order to keep all their ever-increasing riches for themselves. They also have the money to produce any scientific evidence to keep you from believing in a God who truly cares, knows your name, and didn’t just initiate some random process, but actually created this place not much more than 6000 years ago.

I’m not saying you have to either believe one or the other. I’m just explaining to you why I prefer to believe in the option which you’re telling me is impossible.
I find yours a lot more impossible to believe.

What if the Devil is no fairy-tale, after all, and he was just a whole lot smarter than you had the capacity to imagine? What if he’s getting ready to invade your home planet right now? You’d for sure be better off with a God then Who’s not off on vacation, but actually likes getting involved.
Just because you wouldn’t want Him to get involved in your life, why deny me the right to have Him involved in mine? Why not let a Creator do His job?

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