Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Faith in the Missing Link?

As my hubby and I sat at the breakfast table reading the morning news Tuesday—this headline topped the page: Scientists Unveil Missing Link In Evolution. The article, accompanied by a picture of a fossil, proclaimed:

“The discovery of the 95%-complete 'lemur monkey' - dubbed Ida - is described by experts as the ‘eighth wonder of the world’. They say its impact on the world of palaeontology will be ‘somewhat like an asteroid falling down to Earth’. Researchers say proof of this transitional species finally confirms Charles Darwin's theory of evolution" (by Alex Watts, Sky News Online, UK).

The BBC’s famed Naturalist, Sir David Attenborough was quoted as saying, "Darwin ‘would have been thrilled’ to have seen the fossil - and says ‘it tells us who we are and where we came from.'"


But as we read deeper into the article, the announcement that started with “asteroid falling” significance lost some of its glow.

Researchers admitted the discovery was made by amateur fossil-hunter who dug “Ida” out of a crater in Germany over twenty-five years ago. The lemur’s remains have been hanging “on a German collector’s wall for 20 years.” Scientist obtained her “from the murky world of fossil-trading” paying “ten times the amount even the rarest of fossils fetch on the black market”. It took a cool million to persuade a “dealer” to part with Ida, and for the past two years, researchers have been “secretly” studying her.

Hmm, this story is beginning to sound kind of—murky. Are they seriously asking us to believe this is the answer 'who we are and where we came from'?

Yet, at the end of the article a reader posted this response, “Science uses hypothesis and research to find the truth, while religion uses faith and a supernatural force to explain things.”

“Research or faith?” I sighed to my hubby, “That argument, again? What about logic and common sense? Besides, who really has all the faith here?” I looked out the window at our car. I wonder if these same researchers took apart our car and examined it—they’d find any evidence of design? Would it take a leap of faith— or a simple exercise of logic to recognize the design had a designer? Then I looked at my hand… Why don’t they see a Designer in this?
Later in the day, I opened my Bible and read the words of the psalmist David, written over three-thousand-years-ago:

The heavens are telling of the glory of God;
And their expanse is declaring the work of His hands.
Day to day pours forth speech,
And night to night reveals knowledge.
–Psalm 19:1-2

That reminded me of another passage of scripture written by the Apostle Paul nearly two-thousand-years-ago about those “suppress the truth” of the Creator’s existence:

“That which is known about God is evident within them; for God made it evident to them. For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes, His eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly seen, being understood through what has been made, so they are without excuse.” “ Professing to be wise, they … exchanged the glory of the incorruptible God for an image in the form of corruptible man and of birds and four-footed animals and crawling creatures.”
–Romans 1:19-20, 22a, 23

“Dear Lord,” I prayed, “You put the evidence of Your design all around us! Why can’t they see it?”

Then Jesus’ words went through my mind … He who has ears, let him hear. And I was reminded of what He said to those who refuse the message, “while seeing they do not see, and while hearing they do not hear, nor do they understand” (Matthew 13:9, 13b).

If they’re comfortable ignoring evidence of a Designer—and putting their faith Darwin’s fragile theory, secret studies, and in murky fossil deals instead—perhaps the problem isn’t lack of faith.

Perhaps it’s having too much.

Friday, May 8, 2009

Where's My Anchor?


The world is in turmoil...

The raging river of financial failure roars onward, swallowing up large and small alike. World leaders and politicians scramble to stack dissolving sandbags to stop the out-of-control river from drowning us all. Bags filled with our children’s and grandchildren’s future.



Last night I looked at my tender grandson — and tears welled up. I felt helpless to protect him from it. I am only one small person in a world of billions. What can I do to save him from the raging river that threatens his future?

But this morning, as I read these words I was reminded of the answer:

Do not put your trust in princes (rulers, politicians),
in mortal men, who cannot save.
When their spirit departs, they return to the ground;
on that very day their plans come to nothing.
Blessed (happy) is he whose help (and) …
whose hope is in the Lord his God,
the Maker of heaven and earth,
the sea and everything in them —
the Lord, who remains faithful forever.
–Psalm 146:3-6, NIV
I may only be one in billions, but I trust in the God who made the billions — who set us on a planet so precisely in our solar system that we do not freeze or burn — this God who filled our planet with creatures of variety and design which staggers the mind — this same God who promises:

Do not fear for I am with you;
Do not anxiously look about you,
for I am your God.
I will strengthen you,
surely I will help you,
Surely I will uphold you
with My righteous right hand.
–Isaiah 41:10, NASB

I may not be able to stop the raging flood of turmoil this world offers my grandson — but I can give him an anchor to hold onto — an anchor to give him peace and joy — in the midst of the storm.

As the writer of Hebrews 6:17-19 says: "God made an oath to keep his promises to us and it is impossible for God to lie — so that we may have strong encouragement, we who have fled for refuge in laying hold of the hope set before us. This hope we have as an anchor of the soul, a hope both sure and steadfast."
This same anchor is for you to hold on too!

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

What's My Purpose?

I’ve been struggling to write in my blog. I thought it would be easier. I told a friend my dilemma, and she said, “Don’t worry about it so much — just start!” So here goes — a few verses, a prayer, and some thoughts from my reading and journaling this morning.


He waters the mountains from his upper chambers;
The earth is satisfied with the fruit of His works.

The trees of the Lord drink their fill ...
Where the birds build their nests ...

O LORD, how many are Your works!
In wisdom You have made them all ...

There is the sea, great and broad,

In which are swarms without number,
Animals both small and great.

They all wait for You
To give them their food ...


You give to them, they gather {it} up;

You open Your hand, they are satisfied with good.
–Psalm 104:13, 16-17, 24-25, 27-28, NASB

Oh, Lord, I thank you for this day! As I look out my window, it’s raining outside, but it’s fresh and green. I see You have opened Your hand to water the earth this morning.


Green leaves bounce up and down as raindrops fall on them. They dip under the weight of each drop, passing the precious moisture to the leaves below. Each landing of a drop reminds me of tiny dancers passing their partners. The gentle hand-off continues until the drop falls to the ground — and sinks into the soil.

My heart swells, and I see, in my mind, the dancing leaves wave back their hearty agreement with me! Lord, I’ve been struggling and asking — what is my purpose? What do You want me to do? This thought comes to me ...

The purpose of my life is simple — to glorify the Lord — like the dancing leaves reflect His glory!

I imagine the drops continuing their journey — deeper into the rich darkness — till they meet with the roots of the dancing leaves above. The roots draw the moisture and nourishment from the soil up the trunk, out to the branches, and out to the glittering leaves. How carefree they look as they do their mysterious task — turning water and sunlight into food and fresh air.


O magnify the LORD with me, And let us exalt His name together.

–Psalm 34:3, NASB

So, to this end, may my words dance before you — and draw your eyes and heart to Him.

The Lord will fulfill His purpose for me (and you).
–Psalm 138:8, NIV