Opus 2026-505: If There Is No Eye to See…

I was sitting in the dark recesses of my front porch, looking out east toward the announcement that the sun was coming.  The first change from the darkness was a kind of charcoal rose that outline the clouds against the darker sky.  Beautiful.  I thought of how the beauty of my surroundings reminds me the glory of God.  I thought about the chaos in our country and the world, and I thought about how it reminds me of the peace of God.

As I watched the colors of the approaching dawn, I thought about that question that philosopher’s would ask, “If a tree falls in the forest and there is no one there to hear it, does it make any sound?”  I applied that to the sunrise:  If there are no eyes to see it is the sunrise still beautiful?

I will leave you to contemplate that for a moment.

From there, my mind went to the claims of evolution that everything has slowly evolved based upon the need for survival.  That which contributes to survival is passed on to next generation and eventually, according to the evolutionist, you have a change or a new species.  Sounds good, but brings up a question:  you have a wide variety of different adaptations.  Bats have radar.  Cats have great night vision.  Dogs see in black-and-white.  I’m told that skunks can’t see at all.  So the question is, how can all of these different types of vision develop side-by-side if we’re looking at what is best for survival?

Think about it.  I’ll wait.  While I’m waiting, I will contemplate the creative power of God and the multiple varieties that He keeps producing.

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