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Where is the wise man? Where is the scholar? Where is the philosopher of this age? Has not God made foolish the wisdom of the world?
1 Corinthians 1:20-21 (NIV)
"Let me explain the problem science has with Jesus Christ." The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand. "You're a Christian, aren't you, son?" "Yes, sir."
"So you believe in God?" "Absolutely."
"Is God good?" "Sure! God's good."
"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?" "Yes."
"Are you good or evil?" "The Bible says I'm evil."
The professor grins knowingly. "Ahh! THE BIBLE!" He considers for a moment.
"Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help them? Would you try?" "Yes sir, I would."
"So you're good...!" "I wouldn't say that."
"Why not say that? You would help a sick and maimed person if you could...in fact most of us would if we could... God doesn't." No answer.
"He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?" No answer.
The elderly man is sympathetic. "No, you can't, can you?" He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.
"In philosophy, you have to go easy with the new ones. Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?" "Er... Yes."
"Is Satan good?" "No."
"Where does Satan come from?" The student falters. "From... God..."
"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he?" The elderly man runs his bony fingers through his thinning hair and turns to the smirking, student audience. "I think we're going to have a lot of fun this semester, ladies and gentlemen." He turns back to the Christian.
"Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?" "Yes, sir."
"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? Did God make everything?" "Yes."
"Who created evil? No answer.
"Is there sickness in this world? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All the terrible things - do they exist in this world?" The student squirms on his feet. "Yes."
"Who created them?" No answer.
The professor suddenly shouts at his student. "WHO CREATED THEM? TELL ME, PLEASE!" The professor closes in for the kill and climbs into the Christian's face. In a still small voice:
"God created all evil, didn't He,son?" No answer.
The student tries to hold the steady, experienced gaze and fails. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace the front of the classroom like an aging panther. The class is mesmerized.
"Tell me," he continues, "how is it that this God is good if He created all evil throughout all time?" The professor swishes his arms around to encompass the wickedness of the world. "All the hatred, the brutality, all the pain, all the torture, all the death and ugliness and all the suffering created by this good God is all over the world, isn't it, young man?" No answer.
Nothing great was ever done without enthusiasm.
"Don't you see it
all over the place? Don't you see it all over the place? Huh?" Pause. "Don't you"? The professor
leans into the student's face again and whispers,
"Is God
good?" No answer.
"Do you believe in
Jesus Christ, son?" The student's voice betrays him and
cracks. "Yes, professor. I do."
The old man shakes his
head sadly. "Science says you have five senses you use to identify and
observe the world around you. Have you? " "No, sir. I've never seen
Him."
"Then tell us if
you've ever heard your Jesus?" "No, sir. I have
not."
"Have you ever felt
your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus... in fact, do you have any
sensory perception of your God whatsoever?" No answer.
"Answer me,
please." "No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."
"You're AFRAID ...
you haven't?" "No, sir."
"Yet you still
believe in him?" "...Yes..."
"That takes
FAITH!" The professor smiles sagely at the underling.
"According to the
rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God
doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son? Where is your God
now?" The student doesn't answer. "Sit down,
please." The Christian sits - defeated.
Another Christian raises
his hand. "Professor, may I address the class?" The professor turns
and smiles. "Ah, another Christian in the vanguard! Come, come, young man.
Speak some proper wisdom to the gathering." The Christian
looks around the room.
"Some interesting
points you are making, sir. Now I've got a question for you. Is there such
thing as heat?" "Yes," the professor replies.
"There's heat."
"Is there such a
thing as cold?" "Yes, son, there's cold too."
"No, sir, there isn't."
The professor's grin
freezes. The room suddenly goes very cold. The second Christian continues.
"You can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega-heat, white
heat, a little heat or no heat but we don't have anything called 'cold.' We can
hit 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after
that. There is no such thing as cold, otherwise we would be able to go colder
than 458 degrees. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the
absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units
because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence
of it." Silence. A pin
drops somewhere in the classroom.
"Is there such a
thing as darkness, professor?" "That's a dumb question,
son. What is night if it isn't darkness? What are you getting at...?"
"So you say there is
such a thing as darkness?" "Yes..."
"You're wrong again,
sir. Darkness is not something, it is the absence of something. You can have
low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light but if you have no light
constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the
meaning we use to define the word. In reality, Darkness isn't. If it were, you
would be able to make darkness darker and give me a jar of it. Can you...give
me a jar of darker darkness, professor?"
Nothing great was ever
done without enthusiasm.
Despite himself, the
professor smiles at the young effrontery before him.
"This will indeed be
a good semester. Can you tell me, what your point is, young man?"
"Yes, professor. My
point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with and so your
conclusion must be in error." The professor goes toxic.
"Flawed? How dare you...!"
"Sir, may I explain
what I mean?" The class is all ears. "Explain
... oh, explain..."
The professor makes an
admirable effort to regain control. Suddenly he is affability itself. He waves
his hand to silence the class, for the student to continue.
"You are working on
the premise of duality," the Christian explains. "That for example
there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing
the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science
cannot even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism but has never
seen, much less fully understood them. To view death as the opposite of life is
to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.
Death is not the opposite of life, merely the absence of it."
The young man holds up a
newspaper he takes from the desk of a neighbour who has been reading it.
"Here is one of the
most disgusting tabloids this country hosts, professor. Is there such a thing
as immorality?" "Of course there is, now look..."
"Wrong again, sir.
You see, immorality is merely the absence of morality. Is there such thing as
injustice? No. Injustice is the absence of justice. Is there such a thing as
evil?" The Christian pauses.
"Isn't evil the
absence of good?" The professor's face has turned an alarming
colour. He is so angry he is temporarily speechless. The Christian continues.
"If there is evil in the world, professor, and we all agree there is, then
God, if he exists, must be accomplishing a work through the agency of evil.
What is that work, God is accomplishing? The Bible tells us it is
to see if each one of us will, of our own free will, choose good over
evil."
The professor bridles.
"As a philosophical scientist, I don't vie this matter as having anything
to do with any choice; as a realist, I absolutely do not recognize the concept
of God or any other theological factor as being part of the world equation
because God is not observable."
Nothing great was ever
done without enthusiasm .
"I would have
thought that the absence of God's moral code in this world is probably one of
the most observable phenomena going," the Christian replies.
"Newspapers make
billions of dollars reporting it every week! Tell me, professor, Do you teach
your students that they evolved from a monkey?" "If you are referring
to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do."
"Have you ever
observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?" The professor
makes a sucking sound with his teeth and gives his student a silent, stony
stare.
"Professor. Since
no-one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove
that this process is an ongoing endeavour, are you not teaching your opinion,
sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a priest?" "I'll
overlook your impudence in the light of our philosophical discussion. Now, have
you quite finished?" the professor hisses.
"So you don't accept
God's moral code to do what is righteous?" "I believe in
what is - that's science!" "Ahh! SCIENCE!" the
student's face splits into a grin.
"Sir, you rightly
state that science is the study of observed phenomena. Science too is a premise
which is flawed..." "SCIENCE IS FLAWED?" the
professor splutters.
The class is in
uproar. The Christian remains standing until the commotion has
subsided.
"To continue the
point you were making earlier to the other student, may I give you an example
of what I mean?" The professor wisely keeps silent.
The Christian looks
around the room. "Is there anyone in the class who as ever seen the
professor's brain?" The class breaks out in
laughter. The Christian points towards his elderly, crumbling
tutor. "Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain ...
felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain? No one
appears to have done so," The Christian shakes his head sadly.
"It appears no one
here has had any sensory perception of the professor's brain whatsoever. Well,
according to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science,
says the professor has no brain."
The class is in
chaos. The Christian sits.
Last updated 17th December, 2002
The Debate – part 2
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