Fuzzy math and hammers

You know what cracks me up? The arrogant and heady self congratulating college grad who knows it all, thinking all his new superiors in the business field are idiots, yet, the first day on the job as a ‘superintendent’ of a demolition site, was sent on his maiden voyage picking up donuts (as all new hires are wont to do) and on the way back, to pick up a left-handed hammer at Home Depot.

The kid was gone for a week. No common sense I tell ya in the brains of the self-made intellectuals. Which reminds me.

Are you aware of they who KNOW how OLD the universe is by studying car parts from the earth? It’s 3.8 billion years old, it’s 14.6 billion years old.  It’s 109 billion, it’s 54 billion, or whatever. Well, I may be exaggerating as to the rusted fenders, but I am not ashamed to point out that these folks, like the hammer guy who is still looking, have not a drop of common sense between them.

It was the Creator who designed the day. He set the terms. He claimed the limits. He put the clock in motion. He built the hands needing no atheist hammer. He was the Master Architect of the week, having seven days. Heck, the godless Darwin wasn’t even in diapers when the heavens and the earth were in their planning stages.

Years reveal that ageless divine purpose if we would but pay attention. ‘The evening and the morning were the first day.’ Get that? The first. The primary. The magnum opus of the week. The beginning of life’s symphony as to time, courtesy of no serendipitous or unorchestrated accident, but with intentional, purposeful, and ordered design.

The beginning of our math so to speak. And get this. This day, this 24 hr. period of time, was made before the sun graduated and had its degrees, and this ‘day’ was made before Timex, Longine, or even the Swiss experts were a spark in the jewelers eye.

So don’t come crying to me boasting about your superior mental status as you claim ‘timing and dating rights’ as to the ‘age’ of creation. Please. It is quite embarrassing to common sense. To the unbeliever, infidel, atheist, or anybody else who tries to ‘date’ life, I say lay aside your endless search for the left-handed hammer, as your search for truth is futile apart from the Creator, and to the believer who agrees with such thoughtless ideas, just ask yourself why you have so much in common with ‘atheist math,’ as these truths never add up.

You may as well try to date a water drop from the Atlantic. Yeah, there is a good one. How old is the water of the high seas? Don’t even try to guess.

It is not humility to agree with the godless, and rest assured, if the fool is wrong about the obvious existence of the Creator, how in God’s good name on God’s good earth, can he be trusted with anything else of value? ANYBODY who dogmatically asserts his so-called knowledge of the AGE of the universe is lying to himself. ‘Where were you when I stretched out the heavens?” so to speak is the correct question, and the answer shuts the mouths of every human being.

The answer is not found in fossils, rocks, landfills, the ocean’s floor, the mouths of carp, the stomachs of lions, or in the brains of DeGrasse. Nope. When you can instruct an eagle how to fly, then you are close to understanding the age of the universe. You make yourself appear too large with such foolishness, and you put God in a small box, under your thumb even.

If time is measured by seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, and years, how pray tell you godless owner of all intellect, how can you honestly measure time BEFORE there were seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, and years? You can’t, therefore your guesswork is pitifully glorified that it might stack another gem on your self-made crown.

So some men are discussing the same questions men have in all ages, and God interrupts: ‘Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge?’ Ouch. Darkened counsel with words without knowledge. 13 billion years? Darkened counsel. 900 billion years? Words without knowledge.

God then says:  Gird up now thy loins like a man; for I will demand of thee, and answer thou me.  Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of the earth? declare, if thou hast understanding?

I’m thinking a big heavy silence here, wrapped in intellectual embarrassment. Fuzzy math ain’t worth crap when faced with Truth Himself. We ignore the 99 per cent what is obvious, and focus on the one per cent which is ambiguous and call ourselves wise. Yeah, ok, but remember, it was Mr. Timex who stole his idea for the wristwatch from those idiot cave men who invented the sun dial, who kept perfect time. Then again, maybe they were not idiot cavemen, and people who laughed at others who would believe in a left-handed hammer.