A loony moon origin story
Once upon a time, there was this hot mess in the middle of an even more gigantic hot mess. Let’s call the little hot mess, Earth. And the bigger hot mess we’ll call the Solar System. There was an even bigger hot mess called the universe. But I don’t want this moon origin story to get too big, so let’s stay close to home.
Why is this moon origin story important?
Lots of people, even some with degrees and pedigrees, think the moon evolved after either being spun off Earth or from particles from Earth. I’m inclined to disagree because the moon’s orbit is too inclined. And that’s not something I feel because I’m a Christian. It’s information backed up with research and information from a guy who got his PhD from M.I.T.
Anyway…back to the story…
Lots of people, even some with degrees and pedigrees, thought our cute, little moon was just a part of Earth that flew into space when a big, mean rock (maybe as big as Mars) hit our planet. But then some astronauts flew to the moon, landed on it, and brought back some pieces of it.
You’d think those pieces should have looked more like the big, mean rock that hit Earth. But they actually looked like pieces of Earth. (Because they ARE pieces of Earth) And if the big, mean rock, or whatever it was, was so big and hit our planet so hard, then Earth should have started spinning too fast. Or if the rock just barely hit Earth, there wouldn’t have been enough parts to form the moon.
But none of that happened.
In fact, explanations that leave out God, sound so silly, you could make this joke about their moon origin story: “The best explanation [for the Moon] was observational error—the Moon does not exist.”
And the moral of the story is this: God does exist. And He made the moon, the sun, Earth, all the other planets, and the whole universe. The moon is part of an intricate design by our Creator who holds it all together with His will.
I’m thrilled it’s not all an accident. It gives me great hope and anticipation of eternal life with the One who loves me enough to die for all my mistakes. Hope and faith based on evidence. What more could a mere mortal desire?
Rhyme and Reason with Tony Funderburk
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