| Author: | J Carrell Jones | ISBN: | 9781943958504 |
| Publisher: | Mythical Legends Publishing | Publication: | June 30, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Mythical Legends Publishing | Language: | English |
| Author: | J Carrell Jones |
| ISBN: | 9781943958504 |
| Publisher: | Mythical Legends Publishing |
| Publication: | June 30, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Mythical Legends Publishing |
| Language: | English |
A creationist would tell you God created the Heaven, Earth, the skies above it, and everything beyond. God created Humans in His image. We are here to serve, not command.
An Evolutionist may say the Universe was created with a flash bang and that Earth is a small part of a bigger picture. We are here to insure the perpetuity of the species. We think, therefore we are.
Steve Launse thought it all academic. To him, God was a device that drove Humans to achieve. We advanced because we needed to believe. We had to believe and thus we grew. We created God, who created us.
Then, one day, the Government knocked at his door and handed him a blank check. “You can prove your theory,” they said. “I don’t play with Human emotions,” he said. They answered, “We are not talking about Humans.”
Decisions. A blank check. No restraint. No limits. What does one do?
A creationist would tell you God created the Heaven, Earth, the skies above it, and everything beyond. God created Humans in His image. We are here to serve, not command.
An Evolutionist may say the Universe was created with a flash bang and that Earth is a small part of a bigger picture. We are here to insure the perpetuity of the species. We think, therefore we are.
Steve Launse thought it all academic. To him, God was a device that drove Humans to achieve. We advanced because we needed to believe. We had to believe and thus we grew. We created God, who created us.
Then, one day, the Government knocked at his door and handed him a blank check. “You can prove your theory,” they said. “I don’t play with Human emotions,” he said. They answered, “We are not talking about Humans.”
Decisions. A blank check. No restraint. No limits. What does one do?
