Having just driven through the land of guns, God, and a slew of places called such things as The Boobie Bungalow, we ran across a sign that said God does not employ evolution. Dearies. As a little hare-brained human among our little, hare-brained species, I think the most gracious thing God could do would be to give us all a little evolution. I mean, I don’t want to anything like my appendix to vanish or my pinkies to fall off, but in my most optimistic moments, I think that all of human history has been a struggle to evolve.
(Originally posted March 25, 2015)