And GOD saw that the wickedness of man was great in the earth, and that every imagination of the thoughts of his heart was only evil continually.(Genesis 6:5) KJV
A new month, a new epoch or major event to discuss. We don’t really have much description about life on earth after the fall of man and up to the flood. The great flood of Noah is by far the most significant event in earth’s history. It begins the era that we are going to call Pangaea.
The great flood of Noah was so significant that no part of the Earth’s surface was unaffected. Oddly enough, most mainstream scholars and the popular science paradigm brazenly insist that there is no evidence of a world-wide flood. How can we understand this dichotomy?
I got saved in July 1997. I had been an avid student of Biology, Geology and their hybrid, Paleobotany. As a young man I was determined to fully understand the scientific basis for the theory of evolution. That’s what I studied in college and graduate school. I became well versed in the geological timescale and the way in which it is incorporated into the currently accepted age of the earth as 4.6 billion years. Precambrian, Cambrian, Devonian and Carboniferous were part of a language that I was fluent in. It was my world view. Yet the life that I had imagined for myself did not materialize the way I expected it to. For this I am thankful. At the time, however, as I watched my academic career come to an end and then rapidly recede into the rear view mirror, it was hard to rationalize what had happened as anything but failure. That was not the plan. Failure was not the plan. When everything else around me likewise failed I found myself at the end of life’s proverbial rope.
The thing that saved me from the end of the rope was putting my faith in Jesus Christ. I had to come to terms with the fact that under my own power and according to the wisdom of man my life had become a disaster. Now that I was saved, redeemed, a new creation in Christ, what was I going to do differently to avoid the same thing happening again? It seemed to me to be obvious to seek the Lord’s wisdom. I vividly remember the day when I went down onto my knees in prayer to get the wisdom that I needed.
I found my old Bible, a copy of the KJV which my granddad had given me when I was christened. I put it alongside my Paleobotany textbook on the floor in front of me. Paleobotany and the evolution of plants, by Wilson N. Stewart. I turned the Bible to Genesis chapter 1 and the textbook to pages 2 and 3, a summary table of the Geological timescale. I was hoping to find the place where my wires had gotten crossed. Where in the story of the origin of humanity had I made the mistake and gone off on the wrong track? Where in the narrative of history did the record according to God and the alternative according to humans diverge?
Do you know what struck me? They have nothing in common. Nothing at all. You can’t start out believing the Bible and accidentally end up believing science. The two accounts are different in such a fundamental way that you have to choose one or the other. That’s when it dawned on me: I hadn’t made a mistake and ended up with my life ruined by science. I had made the willful choice to reject God and pursue science. Is that what you are doing?
Is science the antidote to God? Or is the popular science narrative of human origins the product of “every imagination of the thoughts of his heart was only evil continually.”