How many years is it since Darwin presented the evolution
theory to the world? It must be well
over one hundred by now, am I right? So how many students in that time have
been taught that humans evolved from monkeys, or even lesser beings? It would
take a more mathematical mind than mine to even make a rough guess. Anyone want
to chance it?
The point I’m getting at, is, if evolution has a solid base
of truth and there wasn’t so many gaps in the theory, wouldn’t we all be
convinced by now that everything just happened?
Why are there so many, even those that proclaim themselves as atheists, plagued
with doubts from time to time?
Back in Russia where teaching about God were mocked and
scorned and stomped on possibly more viciously than almost anywhere else there
was a young student who also had questions about the existence of God. Sure,
her parents and a few others were ‘devout believers’ but she was feeling unsure
so started to talk to the ‘God’ her parents seemed so well acquainted with.
She didn’t make it easy for this ‘God’ to convince her that
He was real either. They were living in a two room shelter at the time, and ‘they’
included eleven others in her family. That shouts poverty, right? Well, winter
was coming on, and she wanted a new coat and a sweater. Could God provide that
for her; her, just one little girl among the millions of other poor children
throughout the world? From a girlish
viewpoint there was something else that she wanted almost as much if not more
than that comfortable winter clothing. She wanted shoes, feminine shoes. It was
no fun at all clomping off to school in her brother’s boots that she had to
stuff with newspaper to keep from falling off.
Well, she prayed, and prayed, but no answer seemed to be
forthcoming. I guess she must have started finding comfort in her nightly chats
with God because she kept on for several weeks.
Then one day Daddy came home from work carrying a big
package. You can be sure all those children were excited and curious to know
what it was, and their parents couldn’t even guess.
Sit back and picture that girl’s thrill of awe when first
one, then two, then three items were pulled out of the box and they were just
what she had asked for. There was a beautiful burgundy coat, a gray sweater, and
brown shoes with little heels and a design stamped on the tops. Were they new?
Yes. Did they fit her perfectly?
“I hadn’t even remembered to tell Him my size,” she
whispered with tears in her voice.