I was telling my son how to clean something more thoroughly. “That way you kill the germs.”
“But that’s not nice to kill things,” he responded.
“Killings germs is okay.”
“No, it’s not!” emphatically. (Need I add that this kid will argue about literally anything?)
“Oh, really,” I replied with a sigh. “Why’s that?”
“Because we’re supposed to have evolved from them, so we shouldn’t kill them.”
Hmmmm. Well, the kid has a point, doesn’t he? If we evolved from some lower life-form, than any lower life-form might be a human being in progress, and would we really want to wantonly destroy them?
I mean, think about it–why do we act as if evolution just stopped when it got to us? If things do indeed evolve from one life form to another, then it’s surely still happening.
Of course, the evolutionist may be even more enthusiastic about killing other life forms if that’s the case–survival of the fittest, you know, so let’s get rid of the competition, right?Maybe those little bacteria that we’re so delightedly annihilating with our antibiotics are actually on track to become the next step in the evolutionary chain–something bigger and better and smarter and more powerful than humans could ever be. And by our killing off of the weaker ones, we are increasing the number of those antibiotic-resistant bacteria (Superbugs, they call them, I believe.) Why, a whole army of those may be lurking around the next corner, ready to take over the world!
Boy, I’m glad I’m not an evolutionist, so that I don’t have to worry myself with such stuff. I’m glad I’m a child of God, created in His image, and I don’t have to fight tooth and nail for my right to exist. Nor do I have to be overly concerned about preserving minute organisms which I can’t even see, because I know that Someone bigger is taking care of all that.