"Evolution is a myth."
I've heard this said disdainfully, but the other day it occurred to me that myths and fairy tales have much to offer. Who is to say that a thousand years from now we won't be considered foolish and childish for believing in evolution, but why is that something to be ashamed of? Maybe it's just something to keep in mind. Our myths are something that we gain from, which inform our lives, and that serve us well. I think we ask ourselves- how do these ideas serve us? Sometimes I think that the Christian who believes in seven days of Creation is further from standing in awe of God than the atheist who contemplates the origin of the universe.
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