Why I don’t believe in evolution
I am astounded at the propensity of the majority of humans for either/or thinking. The right answer must be either Choice A or Choice B. Such thinking never allows for the possibility that both choices might be interrelated in some way.
I’ve never had a problem reconciling science and faith. They are two sides of the same coin, interrelated, complementary, expanding the circumferential horizons of knowledge. One without the other creates a serious lack of understanding about man’s place in the universe.
However, I do have problems with evolution as an untested theory. Let’s take only one tenet: survival of the fittest. While this sounds great on paper, all I have to do is look around me to see countless examples where it falls short:
* the person who U-turns into oncoming traffic on the on ramp of the interstate
* the adult wearing shorts and no coat in 17 degree weather with snow on the ground
* the person who steps into oncoming traffic looking the other way and is angry when he runs into my stationary car
* the person who doesn’t know how to flush after himself in a public place
If evolution was a natural part of our life cycle these types of individuals should have died out and been unable to reproduce. However, every year we see a greater number of these folks clogging our cities.
So why do I believe in something other than evolution to explain the world?
* the understanding of microorganisms and decay which prevents a single fern fossilized across three distinct geological time periods from taking millions of years to fossilize (polystrate fossils)
*the sheer diversity and complexity of the universe from the braided rings and shepherd moons of Saturn which defy our laws of physics to the petrified forest in Spirit Lake following Mt. St. Helen’s eruption
*vast mysteries from the formation of a butterfly from caterpillar goo to the function of the human eye which is so advanced in function that even the most sophisticated camera cannot compete
*lastly, the account in Genesis which, long before scientist ever put telescope to sky, mirrors in poetical form the beginning of the universe (see National Geographic article)
Science explains how things work; faith explains why things work. It is only when we try to force one to do the other’s function that our understanding of life gets chaotic.