The creation of water and then light began a transformation of the watery mass of H20, (which means two molecules of hydrogen to one molecule of oxygen). Light, having the properties of atoms and waves, and numerous electromagnetic rays, began what God wished: ‘And God said, “Let there be a dome in the midst of the waters, and let it separate the waters from the waters.” So God made the dome and separated the waters that were under the dome from the waters that were above the dome. And so it was. God called the dome sky. And there was evening and there was morning, the second day.’ (Genesis 1:6 NRSV)
This geometrical figure represents the expanse of space between earth and sky. But not an empty space for where there was no sky, there was sky, and where there was no water above the sea there were clouds of rain, for as you already know rain is collected in the sky from the evaporation of the sea. The dome was not empty space either for the effect of light on water turned the water into gases as it still does. The gases are hydrogen and oxygen (H20) split from water in measurable amounts that make life possible.
THE PRIMORDIAL LIGHT
The primordial light filled space long before the sun was created, or the planets in our solar system. The first light that God created is the light that enables us to see. It is this light, created first, that fills our sky and the universe. Does that come as a surprise to you? The Word of God is full of surprises. His Words are not subject to change and revision as are the words of philosophers and scientists. That is because they depend up material evidence for their ideas and because natural science excludes God from its object of study, which is matter. Many actually believe that only matter exists and so begs the question of what their science is from the start. So because physics is entirely based on visual evidence and ideas many scientists don't believe in God. I hope you don’t become an atheist for there is no meaning or sense in atheism, only defiance against God. It would do many science teachers a world of good to read Isaac Newton’s physics, a mighty work that he did not exclude from God’s creating or mind. In fact he saw God’s mind in the whole of creation for, as one wise philosopher said, ‘Nothing exists without a mind.’ (George Berkely, 17th century philosopher)
That is a wise saying for without a mind nothing could be made that is made, not even by human hands.
Solomon the philosopher king said, 'By wisdom the Lord laid the earth's foundations, by understanding he set the heavens in place; by his knowledge the deeps were divided, and the clouds let drop the dew.' (Proverbs 3:19)
A BRIGHT BOY AND HIS TEACHER An excerpt from Marie Corelli's THE MIGHTY ATOM
I would like to tell you a story about an intelligent boy, a prodigy, in fact, and his new teacher. The boy was called Lionel and he had a very rich papa who wanted his son to have all the scientific knowledge there was to know. For that reason he appointed private tutors who were themselves well known for their atheism and science. Above all he wanted his son to be well educated to know that all religions were legends. Lionel’s old tutor was dismissed because his papa discovered that he believed in God. Lionel was very sad about this because he liked his teacher who sometimes took him out in a boat on the sea or went wandering through the woods. I should also tell you that Lionel was a pale thin boy of ten years whom, his papa said must be crammed with factual knowledge, morning, afternoon and night. I learned this story from a very famous writer called Marie Corelli.
Lionel was in low spirits because his teacher and friend had been dismissed. Another teacher was appointed to take his place, a Professor Cadman Gore, said to be the most knowledgeable man of science in the whole of Britain. The professor was a stickler for cramming knowledge in boy’s heads and he began the first lesson by inspecting his pupil. He wanted to know if it was worth while cramming anything at all in his boyish skull. After interviewing him and asking him many questions the professor was satisfied that Lionel was worth teaching. He was surprised, if not amazed by the boy’s quick mind and knowledge, such knowledge that he only had at the age of twenty.
Lionel, despite losing his teacher and friend, wanted to find out how much his teacher knew and whether he might ask him a question, a question that had troubled him for some time. It was a very sagacious question for a boy of ten but then, Lionel was a very sagacious boy. Now I will tell the story as Marie Coreli tells it some abbreviations:
‘You see, you are very clever, cleverer than anybody in all England, some people say. Well, then you must have found out all about it, and you can explain what has been puzzling me for a long long time. What I want to know is this, where is the atom?’
The professor gave a violent start, almost a jumb, and stared.
‘Where is the atom?he repeated, ‘what nonsense are you talking? What do you mean?’
‘It’s not nonsense,’ declared lionel with patient firmness, ‘it can’t be nonsense, because it is the cause of everything we know. We are alive aren’t we? You and I and millions of people, and we are all in this world together. But books tell you that this world is only a very little planet, one of the smallest in the sky, and there are thousands and thousands, and millions and millions of other planets ever so much larger, some of which we cannot see, even with the longest and strongest telescope. Then, look at our sun. We should not be able to live without it, but there are millions of other suns and systems, all separate universes. Now all these things are atoms and are designed by an Atom. Where is it, that wonderful first little atom which without knowing in the least what it was about, and with nobody to guide it, and having no reason, judgment, sight or sense of its own, produced such beautiful creations? And then, if you are able to tell me where it is, will you also tell me where it came from?’
The professor’s eyes rolled wildly in his head, and he glared at the composed little figure and wisful earnest face of his pupil with something of dismay as well as annoyance.
‘You see,’ continued the boy anxiously, ‘I should not have mentioned it to you, unless I had heard that you were so wise. I’ve been waiting for a very wise man to talk to about it, because it’s been on my mind for a long time. The tutor I had who has just gone, Mr. Montrose, had quite different ideas to those of all the scientists, - he believed in God, like all the uneducated, ignorant people. But before Mr. Montrose came I had a very clever tutor, a Mr. Skeet, - he was a Positivist, he said, and a great friend of a person named Frederick Harrison, and he told me all about the atom. He even showed me the enlarged drawing of an atom, as seen through the microscope, a curious twisty thing with a sort of spinal cord running through it, something like the picture of a man’s ribs in my anatomy book, and he explained to me that it is a fortuitous combination of such things that made universes. And it puzzled me very much because I thought there must be a beginning even to these atoms, and I could not imagine how such a twisty little object as a First Atom could think out a plan by itself, and create worlds with people bigger than itself on them. But he was a funny man, - Mr. Skeet, I mean. He used to say nothing was everything and everything is nothing. He said this so often, and laughed so much over it, that I was afraid he was going quite mad, so I used to avoid the subject altogether. Now you have come, I am sure you can make it clear to me so that I shall understand properly, because it is very interesting don’t you think, to know exactly where the Atom is, and what it’s doing?’
Slowly, and with an uncomfortable sense of bafflement, Professor Cadman Gore rallied his scattered forces.
‘You ask to know what no one knows,’ he said harshly. ‘That there is a First Cause of things is evident but where it is, and where it came from, is an unfathomable mystery. It is, in all probability, now absorbed in its own extended forces. All we know is that it works, or has worked; and that we see its results in the universe around us.’
Lionel’s face darkened with disappointment.
‘You call it a First Cause,’ he said, ‘and are you really quite sure the First Cause is an atom?’
‘No one can be sure of anything in such matters,’ answered the professor, wrinkling his brows. ‘We can only form a guess from what we are enabled to discover in natural science.’
A strange smile, half disdainful, half sorrowful flashed in the boy’s eyes.
‘Oh then, you only guess at the atom as other people guess at a God!’ he said. ‘No one is sure about anything! Well, I think it is very silly to settle upon an atom as the cause of anything. It seems to me much more natural and likely that it should be a Person. A Person with brain and thought, and feeling and memory. You see an atom under the microscope has no head, or any place where it could grow a brain; it is just a thing like two cords knotted together, and in the works of nature there is nothing of that description which thinks out a universe for itself. If there were it would rule us all.’
But here the professor rose up in all his strength, and swung a heavy battering ram of explicit fact against the child’s argument.
‘And as a matter of positive truth and certainty, atoms do rule us! The atoms of disease which breed death, the atmospheric atoms which work storm and earthquake, the atoms which penetrate the brain cells and produce thought; the atoms moving in a state of transition which cause change, both in the development of worlds and the progress of man. Good heavens! I could go on quoting hundreds of instances which prove beyond a doubt that we are entirely governed by the movement and conglomeration of atoms, but you are too young to understand. You could never grasp the advanced scientific doctrines of the day. It is ridiculous to discuss them with a boy like you!’
‘I don’t think it is ridiculous,’ said Lionel placidly, ‘because, you see, I am rather an unhappy sort of boy. I think a good deal. If I were happy, I might not think. Mr. Montrose says there are lots of boys who never think at all, and they get on much better than I do. But when one can’t help thinking, what is one to do? Oh dear!’ And he heaved a profound sigh. ‘I did hope you would be able to clear up all my difficulties for me!.’
The professor rubbed his great hands together, cracked his knuckles and coughed but was otherwise silent.
‘You know,’ Lionel went on pathetically, ‘it doesn’t make you care very much about living, if you feel there is not good in it and that you are only the smallest possible fraction of the results of an atom, which didn’t care and didn’t know what it was about, when it started making things. I should be ever so much happier if I thought it was a Person who knew what he was doing. We are supposed to know what we are doing, even in very small trifles, and if we don’t know, we are considered quite silly and useless. So it does seem rather funny to me that we should decide that all the beautiful work of the universe is done by a twisty things that hasn’t any notion what it is about. It would be much easier to understand, I think, if the scientific people could agree the First Cause was a person who knew.’
Still the professor was silent.
‘A person who knew,’ continued the boy thoughtfully, ‘would have ideas; and if he were a good Person, they would all be grand and beautiful ideas. And if he were an eternal Person he would be eternally designing new and still more wonderful things, so we should not be surprised at knowing he had made millions and millions of stars and universes. And if he were good himself, he would never quite destroy anything that had good in it. He would be too kind too, and he would always be improving and helping on everything he had made. Because, as a person, he would have feeling and when people got into trouble, or sickness or poverty, he would comfort them somehow. We might not see how he did it, but he would be sure to manage it. He could not help being sorry for sorrow, if he were a Person. Yes, the more I think about it the more likely it seems to me that beautiful flowers and beautiful colours in the sky and music, - these things make the idea of a Person much pleasanter and more natural to me than an atom.’
To be continued.......
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