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We only have two hands while primates are often said to have four. This is because the primate’s toes are long and the big toe is opposable and looks more like a thumb, thus enabling the feet tobe used as hands. Try swinging from a tree branch using the soles of your feet, and you will see what I mean.
Look at the back of your left hand for a moment, if you have one handy. Study the fingernails and think about where they grow from, the shape in which each one grows, their substance, and how strange your hand would look without them.
Then look at your thumb. The stubby little fellow can be easily rotated 90 degrees on a level perpendicular to the palm, unlike the other fingers which can be rotated only approximately 45 degrees.
Look at the knuckles, and how the skin has folds on it at the right places to accommodate the bend of the fingers and thumb.
I have been mocked by evolutionists for asking “where” gravity came from. Their answer is that it didn’t come from anywhere. It just is.
Each hand has twenty-seven bones, a massive freeway of various veins, life-giving warm blood, intricate overlapping muscles and tough tendons, and it’s all held together with flexible strong, yet soft, skin. The hand is connected to the arm, and the arm is connected to the shoulder, right up to central control—the brain, which tells the hand what to do and when to do it. And your marvelous hand is just a small part of the intricate human body, and the human body is just a small part of this amazing earth, and this incredible earth is but a tiny speck in this infinite universe.
If evolution is responsible for our hands and the rest of creation, we should fall at its wondrous feet in absolute homage. We should praise and adore it, and live in admiration of its power and ability. We are morally obliged to fall down in worship for itsgoodness in giving us the awe-inspiring gift of life. It is only right that we love evolution with all of our heart, mind, soul, and strength. Many do. It’s called “idolatry.”
D IRTY R OBERT
Late in 2008, I saw a homeless man lying on the sidewalk. I didn’t stop to give him any money because I thought he might be insane. He sure looked it. Besides, he would probably use it for buying alcohol or cigarettes. But I began to think about my thoughts. Were they just excuses? How horrible if the man was insane. Imagine being tormented by a sick mind. I concluded that he may have needed money more than a sane person.
I went back and as I approached him his eyes flashed at me. His skin was ingrained with grime. He smelled like a filthy public restroom. I said, “Excuse me, sir. Are you okay? I would like to give you $20.” He reached out his grimy hand, took the money, and without saying a word, he waved his hand in a gesture of appreciation. As I walked away I thought that my $20 was pretty pathetic. So I returned and gave him some more. As I walked away a second time, two men who had been watching me from across the street called out “Take him to a park!” They didn’t want him living opposite their house. Sadly, I could understand their point of view.
I got up very early the next morning and rode my bike back toward the same spot. I had an agenda. I would offer to give the man a nice hot shower. While he was showering, I would go to a store and buy him some nice clean clothes. Then, we would go to the local barbershop and give him a haircut and shave. Then I would prepay for a room in a hotel for a week. From there we would go to a place I knew of that sold chickens, rabbits, and grain and ask if they would give him a job if I gave them his firstweek’s wages. I was excited when I turned the corner and saw that he was still on the sidewalk.
I approached him, squatted beside him, and reminded him of our encounter the night before. He remembered me and said that his name was Robert and that he was sixty years old. I was pleased to find that he was coherent, but his speech was
We only have two hands while primates are often said to have four. This is because the primate’s toes are long and the big toe is opposable and looks more like a thumb, thus enabling the feet tobe used as hands. Try swinging from a tree branch using the soles of your feet, and you will see what I mean.
Look at the back of your left hand for a moment, if you have one handy. Study the fingernails and think about where they grow from, the shape in which each one grows, their substance, and how strange your hand would look without them.
Then look at your thumb. The stubby little fellow can be easily rotated 90 degrees on a level perpendicular to the palm, unlike the other fingers which can be rotated only approximately 45 degrees.
Look at the knuckles, and how the skin has folds on it at the right places to accommodate the bend of the fingers and thumb.
I have been mocked by evolutionists for asking “where” gravity came from. Their answer is that it didn’t come from anywhere. It just is.
Each hand has twenty-seven bones, a massive freeway of various veins, life-giving warm blood, intricate overlapping muscles and tough tendons, and it’s all held together with flexible strong, yet soft, skin. The hand is connected to the arm, and the arm is connected to the shoulder, right up to central control—the brain, which tells the hand what to do and when to do it. And your marvelous hand is just a small part of the intricate human body, and the human body is just a small part of this amazing earth, and this incredible earth is but a tiny speck in this infinite universe.
If evolution is responsible for our hands and the rest of creation, we should fall at its wondrous feet in absolute homage. We should praise and adore it, and live in admiration of its power and ability. We are morally obliged to fall down in worship for itsgoodness in giving us the awe-inspiring gift of life. It is only right that we love evolution with all of our heart, mind, soul, and strength. Many do. It’s called “idolatry.”
D IRTY R OBERT
Late in 2008, I saw a homeless man lying on the sidewalk. I didn’t stop to give him any money because I thought he might be insane. He sure looked it. Besides, he would probably use it for buying alcohol or cigarettes. But I began to think about my thoughts. Were they just excuses? How horrible if the man was insane. Imagine being tormented by a sick mind. I concluded that he may have needed money more than a sane person.
I went back and as I approached him his eyes flashed at me. His skin was ingrained with grime. He smelled like a filthy public restroom. I said, “Excuse me, sir. Are you okay? I would like to give you $20.” He reached out his grimy hand, took the money, and without saying a word, he waved his hand in a gesture of appreciation. As I walked away I thought that my $20 was pretty pathetic. So I returned and gave him some more. As I walked away a second time, two men who had been watching me from across the street called out “Take him to a park!” They didn’t want him living opposite their house. Sadly, I could understand their point of view.
I got up very early the next morning and rode my bike back toward the same spot. I had an agenda. I would offer to give the man a nice hot shower. While he was showering, I would go to a store and buy him some nice clean clothes. Then, we would go to the local barbershop and give him a haircut and shave. Then I would prepay for a room in a hotel for a week. From there we would go to a place I knew of that sold chickens, rabbits, and grain and ask if they would give him a job if I gave them his firstweek’s wages. I was excited when I turned the corner and saw that he was still on the sidewalk.
I approached him, squatted beside him, and reminded him of our encounter the night before. He remembered me and said that his name was Robert and that he was sixty years old. I was pleased to find that he was coherent, but his speech was
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