“Doc,” Philip continued, “I’d like to read something from one of my atheist colleagues, which I believe sums this all up.”
“Sure, go ahead,” I replied.
Philip cleared his throat and proceeded to read from his tablet.
“‘Christianity has fought, still fights, and will fight science to the desperate end over evolution, because evolution destroys utterly and finally the very reason Jesus’ earthly life was supposedly made necessary. Destroy Adam and Eve and the original sin, and in the rubble you will find the sorry remains of the son of god. Take away the meaning of his death. If Jesus was not the redeemer who died for our sins, and this is what evolution means, then Christianity is nothing!’”
“That was a quote by G. Richard Bozarth from his article, “The Meaning of Evolution,” in American Atheist magazine from February 1978. As I was saying Doc, this makes your Christ’s death and resurrection completely unnecessary.”
The class was absolutely silent. All eyes were on me waiting for me to counter with a diametrically opposed argument.
“Philip is right, and so is Bozarth. If …” I paused.
Jim animated and fired up as usual, responded. “So my religion means nothing with this millions of years thing.” He momentarily reflected. “Yeah, that’s right, trillions of deaths of animals and hominids before Adam was created, or evolved.”
Nate raised his hand. “Adam’s sin supposedly led to death, disease, and suffering. But if death and suffering have already been ongoing for millennia, there is no sin, so to speak. We’re back to relative morality and everyone doing his own thing. And since there is no God to save us from ourselves and the chaos we’ve created, that leaves only the governmental Matrix to turn to for help.”
With that there was a hushed muffled exchange of ideas and feelings swirling about the class—and a feeling of abject hopelessness.
Finally, Jim again spoke, and revealed what everyone was thinking and saying. “Doc, there is no hope, no future for us, just millions of more years of the same weary existence: pestilence, war, famine, and death.”
I looked around the room at these fresh young faces now without promise or hope for the future.
“Good, you now understand,” I said forcefully while leaning on the lab table.
“Good? How is millions of years of suffering, still ahead for mankind, good?” Jim posited still wired up.
“Maybe you should take an antidepressant. That’s what people do who have no hope, and, as you said, Jim, the millions of years kinda puts the icing on the deal.” I looked at Maggie and gave her a wink and a smile. She smiled back.
“I said if – remember?” I paused again.
Philip picked up the banter. “If … if what, Doc?”
“Only if the millions of years truly exist is there no hope. But if the entire universe and earth is really around six thousand years old …”
I paused, yet again, for added affect.
“… Then the Bible is accurate and correct,” Maggie finished my thought for me. “And that is why the atheists and leftists must fight tooth and nail to preserve their millions and billions of years. It’s their last straw to control us. It’s the only thing they’ve got, because evolution of all plants and animals definitely can’t take place in a short six thousand-year time span. Nate, what was the name of that double PhD guy who was demoted or whatever?”
“Dr. Richard von Sternberg,” he replied to Maggie with a smile.
Maria followed through. “And if the Bible is correct regarding creation, then we have a God we can look to for guidance—not the Matrix government bureaucrats, not Plato’s illuminati, nor the French Enlightenment’s Robespierre.”
“And, may I add to what Maria said, we have a bright future as well. But, you would need to read the last chapter for that.”
Jim, happy now, piped up. “Well, what the devil are we waiting for, Doc? Let’s see this evidence you have for our young earth and universe.”
“You said it, Jim, the devil—old scratch, Beelzebub.” Jude was just sitting and pouting, very leery and apprehensive about what the evidence may show.