God vs. Science

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‘Let me explain the problem science has with religion.’ 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,’ the student says.

‘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. ‘Aha! 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 him?
Would you try?’

‘Yes sir, I would.’

‘So you’re good…!’

‘I wouldn’t say that.’

‘But why not say that? You’d help a sick and maimed person if you could.
Most of us would if we could. But God doesn’t.’

The student does not answer, so the professor continues. ‘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?’

The student remains silent.

‘No, you can’t, can you?’ the professor says. He takes a sip of water
from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.

‘Let’s start again, young fella. Is God good?’

‘Er..yes,’ the student says.

Professor: ‘Is Satan good?’

The student doesn’t hesitate on this one. ‘No.’

‘Then where does Satan come from?’

The student falters. ‘From God’

‘That’s right.. God made Satan, didn’t he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in
this world?’

‘Yes, sir.’

‘Evil’s everywhere, isn’t it? And God did make everything, correct?’

‘Yes’

‘So who created evil?’ The professor continued, ‘If God created
everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle
that our works define who we are, then God is evil.’

Again, the student has no answer. ‘Is there sickness?
Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in
this world?’

The student squirms on his feet. ‘Yes.’

‘So who created them?’

The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question.
‘Who created them?’ There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks
away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized. ‘Tell me,’ he
continues onto another student. ‘Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?’

The student’s voice betrays him and cracks. ‘Yes, professor, I do.’

The old man stops pacing. ‘Science says you have five senses you use to
identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?’

‘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?
Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that
matter?’

‘No, sir, I’m afraid I haven’t.’

‘Yet you still believe in him?’

‘Yes’

‘According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol,
science says your God doesn’t exist. What do you say to that, son?’

‘Nothing,’ the student replies. ‘I only have my faith.’

‘Yes, faith,’ the professor repeats. ‘And that is the problem science has
with God. There is no evidence, only faith.’

The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of His
own. ‘Professor, is there such thing as heat?’

‘ yes.’

‘And is there such a thing as cold?’

‘Yes, son, there’s cold too.’

‘No sir, there isn’t.’

The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested.
The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain. ‘You
can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat,
white heat , a little heat or no heat, but we don’t have anything called
‘cold’. We can hit up to 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 the lowest –458 degrees.’

‘Everybody or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits
energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy.
Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. 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 across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding
like a hammer.

‘What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?’

‘Yes,’ the professor replies without hesitation. ‘What is night if it
isn’t darkness?’

‘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, wouldn’t you?’

The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him.
This will be a good semester. ‘So what point are you making, young man?’

‘Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to
start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed.’

The professor’s face cannot hide his surprise this time. ‘Flawed? Can you
explain how?’

‘You are working on the premise of duality,’ the student explains. ‘You
argue that 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 can’t even explain a thought.’

‘It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully
understood either one. 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, just the absence of it.’

‘Now 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 begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes
where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.

‘Since no one ha s ever observed the process of evolution at work and
cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching
your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?’

The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion
has subsided.

‘To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let
me give you an example of what I mean.’

The student looks around the room. ‘ Is there anyone in the class who has
ever seen the professor’s brain?’ The class breaks out into laughter.

‘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. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable,
demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due
respect, sir.’

‘So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures,
sir?’

Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his
face unreadable.

Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers.
‘I guess you’ll have to take them on faith.’

‘Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with
life,’ the student continues. ‘Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?’

Now uncertain, the professor responds, ‘Of course, there is. We see it
everyday. It is in the daily example of man’s inhumanity to man. It is in the
multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations
are nothing else but evil.’

To this the student replied, ‘Evil does not exist sir, or at least it
does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like
darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God.
God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not
have God’s love present in his heart. It’s like the cold that comes when
there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light.’

The professor sat down.

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I am because we are.

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an anniversary

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Today is the one year anniversary of my sister’s death.  I don’t really want to dwell on it, but I felt I did need to acknowledge her and the memories I have of her. I don’t really want this to be sad or tragic, because she was neither of those things. She was full of life, a barrel of laughs and embarrassing moments. I really just want to honor her memory and mourn her loss just for a little bit. I truly believe she’s in a better place and that one day I will see her, and my father again.

Debra Anne Miller was her name, but everyone called her Debbie or Deb. She was seriously one of the most generous and loving people I’ve ever known.  A true beauty inside and out. We never parted that she didn’t make sure to tell me that she loved me. Never. Not one time. She always made it a point to let her feelings be known and never hid anything.  There was no subterfuge with Debbie. What you saw, was what you got. She was not only my sister but a great friend, a buddy really, who at the drop of a hat at one of my wild, goofy spur of the moment suggestions would travel with me to the ends of the earth. Okay, maybe not the ends of the earth, but to Ottawa and Tybee Island for sure.  She never disappointed me. We always, -always- had a fabulous time. Debbie was the kind of person that brought the fun with her where ever she went. She was a bubbly, effervescent, eternally optimistic person with a streak for mischief that is currently only rivaled by myself in our family.  She was the first person that I can remember that started calling me ‘rotten’, but it was always with a laugh and a proud grin. Debbie and I are very much alike. I guess this is the reason why I miss her so much.

I’m working on something to honor her memory, but I haven’t finished it yet. I’ll be posting a link to it here sometime soon, so keep your eyes peeled. It’ll be worth it. Thanks for reading.

I love you, Deb, and miss you something awful.

Tracy =)

kittens <3

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I was recently chastised for not blogging for however many days it’s been. I find it rather ridiculous. Not that I was chastised because indeed I am a slacker as previously stated in the prior blog BUT that the one who chastised me has not posted to HIS blog in OVER TWO YEARS. *ahem* That said, I shall proceed to melt your hearts with pictures of my new kittens, Aspen and Alystin. I am in -love-.

Alystin:
Alystin
Alystin

Aspen:
Aspen in the front, Alystin in the back.
Aspen

Aren’t they the most darlin’ things?! They were rescued from a kill shelter the day they were going to be put to sleep. This wonderful group Almost Home took them, their siblings and their mother in and have placed all of them. I saw a picture of them on pet-finders and knew they MUST be MINE. Heh. They’re happy and content, playful and fun and I’m having an absolutely blast with them.

While I’m posting pictures I’m gonna include my cousin’s two little girls, Ariel and Lily-Anne. I took these at our family reunion over Labor Day. Ariel does this ‘wink’ every time she notices you’re taking a picture of her. She’s a ham but a darling one. *L* Lily is all smiles. She’s really suppose to be mine but her mother, Dani, took some issue with me keeping her. Hmph. Go figure.

Ariel:
Ariel

Lily:
Lily

I am -such- a slacker.

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Look! I’m already letting this thing slack. It’s been what? Nearly a week since I last posted. Let’s see. What all has happened. Went camping for one whole day before getting nearly washed away. Also forgot my camera in which I meant to take gorgeous photographs in which to awe you with how pretty it is up there. There being the great smoky mountain national park. It really is pretty. Anyhoo, that will have to wait unfortunately.

Tomorrow is the dreaded stress test. I talked to a couple of doctors and did a bit more research on it so I feel much better about it. I shared all that with her too so I think she feels better about it too. Although she didn’t seem worried about it the first place. I was the one freaking out about it for the most part. The part I’m gonna bitch about now, and oh yeah, I’m gonna bitch is that I have to have her up there by 5 freakin’ 30 in the morning!!!! 5:30 a.m.!!!! I mean I barely get up at that time when I’m going to work, let alone having to BE there by then. Geeeeeeeeeeeeeez. I am not going to be a nice person on Friday.

The only boon to that day is that my most favorite cousin in the whole world, Lisa aka Leese (don’t tell Vickie!), is coming in that night for the Labor Day weekend! WooT! She’s awesome, adorable, funny, brilliant and just an all around great person. She’s coming in with her beautiful daughter, Tatiana, who we refer to as Tateo, poor thing. Why must we always butcher beautiful names? Tis a bad habit I suppose. We’re having a family reunion this weekend at a state park in middle Tennessee. It’s near the Big South Fork park which is gorgeous too. So I’ll take my camera and snap all sorts of beautimous photographs there and share ‘em with you guys when I get back. I’ll remember my camera this time, cross my heart. Heh.

A lil meme.

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I’m totally cheating on this blog thing today. Lisa, my most favorite cousin in the whole world sent me this via email today so I figured I’d just post in on here. Basically out of sheer boredom, cos it honestly doesn’t tell an awful lot about me. Anyhoo, hope you get a kick out of it.

[X]Gone on a blind date.

[X]Skipped school.

[X]Watched someone die.

[X] Been to Canada

[ ] Been to Mexico

[X] Been to Florida

[X] Been on a plane

[X] Been lost.

[X] Been on the opposite side of the country

[ ] Gone to Washington DC

[X] Swam in the ocean

[X] Cried yourself to sleep

[X] played cops and robbers

[X] Recently colored with crayons

[X] Sang Karaoke. Lisa and I did a rendition of Sonny and Cher, I Got You Babe. On tape no less.

[ ] Paid for a meal with coins only.

[XXXXXXXX] Done something you told yourself you wouldn’t

[X] Made prank phone calls. Do you have Prince Albert in a can? You
better let him out or he’ll suffocate! Is your refrigerator running?

[X] Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose.

[X] Caught a snowflake on your tongue

[X] Written a letter to Santa Claus.

[X] Been kissed under the mistletoe

[X] Watched the sunrise with someone you care about

[X] Blown bubbles.

[ ] Gone ice-skating

[ ] Been skinny dipping outdoors

[X] Gone to a drive-in movie?

1. Any nicknames?? Trace, Teej, Tray, Tee, Rotten, Babygirl, Butch (*lol*), Crys, Ethel.

2. Mother’s name? Cleda, but most everyone calls her Cookie.

3. Favorite drink?? Coke zero.

4. Tattoo? 1.

5. Body Piercing?? Counting individually, 2. One in each ear. Heh.

6. How much do you love your job?? Lots.

7. Birthplace? LaFollette Community Hospital, Tennessee.

8. Favorite vacation spot?? The mountains.

9. Ever been to Africa ? Nope.

10. Ever eaten cookies for dinner? Probably. *lol*

11. Ever been on TV??? Not that I recall…

12. Ever steal any traffic sign?? No.

13. Ever been in a car accident?? One, but it wasn’t my fault. Honest!

14. Drive a 2-door or 4-door vehicle??? 4 door.

15. Favorite salad dressing?? Catalina.

17. Favorite number? 13.

18. Favorite movie?? Far too many to list.

19. Favorite holiday? Christmas.

22. Favorite day of the week?? Monday!!!

23. Favorite brand of body wash? Philosophy, amazing grace.

24. Favorite toothpaste?? uhm.. Colgate total.

25. Favorite smell?? Aqua d’gio by Armani. mmmmm.

26. What do you do to relax?? Reading mainly.

27. Favorite gift ever given to you? Life everlasting.

28. How do you see yourself in 10 years?? Older. Hah!

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Tales of the heart.

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I had to take my mother to a doctor’s appointment today. A cardiologist. I’m not really a big fan of cardiologists. Well, one in particular. When she told me her family physician had recommended one due to some dizzy spells she’d been having, my first thought was oh nooooooo, I think not. That was mainly due to who I thought she would have to go see. Dr. Name-Withheld-To-Protect-The-Guilty. Fortunately though there’s a new cardiologist in town. I wonder if her family doc changed who she’s referring her patients to. Apparently so. I’d like to think it was because of the incident with my sister, but I’m really not sure. Maybe I’ll actually ask her sometime. I wonder if Dr. Dread is still seeing patients here? I know some friends that work at the local hospital. I’ll have to ask around. Not that it matters, I’m just nosy. No, that’s a lie. Actually it does matter. I’d like to think he’s gone. Left town in utter shame. He’s the closest I’ve ever came to hating someone. Nope, nope, nope. That’s a untruth too. I’d have to add Marjorie and Neal to that list. Ugh. Another long, nasty story I may review sometime. As of now they’re better left in the closet.

Anywayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy… My mother went to see a cardiologist today. I had the distinct pleasure of tagging along. He thinks her dizziness could be a result of some of the medication she’s on, but he heard a heart murmur and he wants to further examine that. So, she’s going to be set up for a gamut of tests. An xray (no big deal), an echocardiogram (again, no big deal, ultrasound of the heart) and a stress test (very possibly a big deal). He told us that they would call to let us know the set up times for the extra tests. Now, I know a little about all the stuff he’s wanting to do. There’s several types of stress tests. Treadmill, non-treadmill, medicated, no medicine. The little box that’s checked on hers is adenosine. That worries me a bit. I know a bit about adenosine. We use it in babies that have SVT, super ventricular tachycardia, medical jargon that basically means their heart rate is WAY too high. Like around 300 beats per minute high. There’s things you can do to reverse said heart rate, meaning lower it. Like stimulate the vagal nerve by suctioning, or pressing on the eyelids. Putting a cold, slushy bag of ice over the eyes will sometimes even do it. Not always though, and instead of shocking them out of the rhythm, most docs will use a drug. A drug called adenosine. It’s a fast acting drug, and basically what it does is stop the heart… completely. Just for a few seconds though! There’s nothing scarier though when you’re watching a babies monitor and it’s just flying with a heart rate of say ~300 and then you give the adenosine and BOOM… that pattern slows to ~ 2 qrs’s (beats) crossing that screen. I stand there praying the whole time, c’mon, startback.startback.startback. And then whew (huge sigh of relief) it does, usually at a much normal rate of 100 - 150 (babies ya’ll - much higher normal heartrate than adults). Then you go change your pants and hope they don’t go in that rhythm again. Heh.

Anyhoooooooooo… back to my mom. I think they’re gonna use this drug on her and it’s freaking me out a little bit. No, a whole lot. It’s gonna hurt. Alot. I’m sure of it. It’ll mimic a heart attack for the most part and it frightens me. I told her a little about it but not the whole gamut. They better sure as hell be ready to administer her something for pain along with the adenosine if they plan on using that stuff or by God they will -not- be doing it. She’s not even had any complaints of chest pain, just dizziness and loss of balance. Honestly, I thought it was odd that she was seeing a cardiologist for that and not an ENT. But that’s just me and my ignorance about most anything outside of neonatalogy. My comfy zone for patients range from 12 ounces to 12 lbs. Outside of that, I’m pretty much lost.

If any of you out there know anything about this sort of stress test please don’t hesitate to comment. I may have it all wrong. I’m hoping I do.

Lest there be DRAGONS!

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Heh. I’m totally hooked on this one website, http://www.dragcave.net. You collect dragon eggs and vie for clicks from others to get them to hatch and grow. The site recently got a new server and added some new features. One of which is that it generates an incubator to display your eggs, hatchlings and adult dragons. I’ll post it below so if you would like, you can click it and take a look at mine. I’d really appreciate it. Every click counts! *L*

rottenaim's Dragons

Gotta start somewhere…

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Right? Least that’s what I’ve heard before.

I’m Tracy, btw. I decided today was a good day to try my hand at blogging. I’m pretty good at inane rambles in my head so I thought why not try to publish them and let others share in my ridiculousness. Heh.

It’s hot outside again. Not to mention muggy. I need to go run some errands but I’m procrastinating. I’m pretty good at that. I’ve practiced my technique for years. One might even call me a master. I’ll eventually tire of putting it off, or my cats will let me know they’re hungry, and I’ll -have- to go. But for now, I’m happy with putting it off.

Shall I talk further about myself? I guess I should for those of you stumbling through that don’t really know me. I live in east Tennessee. A small town just a bit north of the big metropolis of Knoxville (just a wee bit of sarcasm inserted there). I’m a registered nurse who works in a neonatal intensive care unit. Basically that means I take care of sick and premature babies. I actually used to help manage a level 3, 70 bed unit as a team leader but quickly realized that to maintain my sanity I needed to step down. I’m too nice. That’s a liability in management. Really, it is. Trust me on this one. Anyhoo, I’m now working in a nice 15 bed level 2 unit. We don’t keep anything less than 30 weeks. What’s even better is that I’m just a staff nurse. A mere peon. I -love- it. LOVE, Love, love it. Did I mention I love it? I do. Lots. That was my first love anyway, patient care. I don’t know how I got swindled into going into management for those few years. Actually, I do, but it’s a long story and I’m going to save it and bore you with it later.

Let’s see, what else to ramble on about. I’m the youngest of a large family. I have 6 sisters and one brother. I guess I should decrease that number to 5 sisters. Debbie passed away January of this year. I’m just now coming to grips with that. I had alot of anger and resentment held towards her physician. To be completely honest, I still do. He most likely would not want to meet me on in a dark, lonely alleyway anytime soon. Anyhoo, I also lost my father, but that was in 1996 (still miss him terribly) but my mother is still living and just recently retired at the ripe ol’ age of 76. I was a late in life child. An ‘oops’ I guess. A good ‘oops’ I like to think.

I’m single and in my thirties. I date, but currently I’m tired of dealing with the rat-bastards I’ve had the bad luck in getting involved with. Rat bastards may be a bit too strong of a term, but it sounded good to me. So, right now I’m totally happy just me and me two little ones. Not babies, mind you, but cats. Yeah, I’m well on my way to becoming ‘the old cat lady’. Although I do only have two… for the moment at least. I’m considering getting a kitten. Then I’ll be up to three and can legitimately carry the title of ‘the old cat lady’. Perhaps that’s what I’ll change my nick to. Hmm. It’s worth some thought.

Guess I should add as to why I named my blog I Have to Believe. It’s from a favorite contemporary Christian singer, Rita Springer. It means alot to me. I’ll include the lyrics below. Check out the song if you get the chance. It’s worth the trouble.

Rita Springer
I Have To Believe lyrics

I have to believe
That He sees my darkness
I have to believe
He knows my pain
I have to lift up
My hands to worship
Worship His name

I have to declare
That He is my refuge
I have to deny
That I am alone
I have to lift up
My eyes to the mountain
It’s where my help comes from

Oh yeah
He said that He’s forever faithful
He said that He’s forever true
He said that He can move mountains
If He can move mountains
He can move my mountain
He can move your mountain, too

Oh, I have to stand tall
When the wind blows me over
I have to stand strong
When I’m weak and afraid
I have to grab hold
Ahold of the garments
The garments of praise

I know, I know, I know
Cause He said that He’s forever faithful
And He said that He’s forever true
He said that He can move mountains
If He can move mountains
He can move my mountain
He can move your mountain, too

I have to sing praise
When the hour is midnight
He unlocks these chains
That bind up my soul
My sin and my shame
He has forgiven and made me whole

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cause He said that He’s forever faithful
And He said that He’s forever true
He said that He can move mountains
He said that He can move mountains
He said that He can move mountains
If He can move mountains
He can move my mountain
He can move your mountain, too

I have to believe
I have to believe
He’s got everything under control
I have to believe
Lord, I believe
Help my unbelief
I have to believe in You
I have to believe

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