Many years ago when I was at Bethel Christian School and our English teacher, Miss Emerson, said you can meet God in space, I immediately snorted, and looked indignant (as I was a budding astrophysicist and smart aleck).
“Mr Oddbody, you have something to share?”
“Everyone knows you can’t meet God in space.”
She then told us a story of an astronaut that apparently had a religious experience aboard Space Lab or the space shuttle or something, which, of course, qualified as having met God “in space,” and also conveniently sidestepped the obvious that God is, in that sense, everywhere.
I think Geraldine (not her real name) stuck her tongue out at me.
Where’s an inkwell when you need one?
It sometimes sucked to be Clarence in 8th grade.
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I just heard that 95% of scientists that studied the Shroud of Turin have become Christians. I can’t verify that, but it’s interesting even if an exaggeration.
It’s not at all hard to believe that 2,000 years ago a few folks saved an item they thought belonged to God.
And it wouldn’t surprise me if the scientists’ proximity to believers during their research had just as much effect (if not more).
Ever have one of those moments where you find out a super-smart whositz believes thus-and-so, and you reconsider your own opinion on the subject?
I do that all the time, and we all do it (hopefully) in the classroom.
It’s called learning.
[2013-December]
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