In the classic monster movie, “Frankenstein,” as the electricity flows into the monster’s body, the mad doctor shouts, “In the name of God, now I know what it’s like to be God!” Those words struck the depression era audience as blasphemous, and they were censored, only to be restored in our day.
This desire to be God was the sin that caused the downfall of Lucifer; with it, he tempted Eve and Adam to their ruin.
The human quest to replace God, to be able to give and take life, has hastened onward at a furious pace in recent decades.
First we questioned whether God was perhaps distant–then, non-existent.
Then we traded a belief in special creation for a belief in random evolution.
Having gotten rid of God, and having gotten rid of any special meaning of his creation, we have stepped into the role of God. We have shown that we can kill both on a monstrous scale and in the name of “mercy.” Now we turn our attention to twisting life, in the vain assumption that we might even be able to create it.
But evil cannot create life; evil can only twist and pervert, as Tolkien underscored in his various myths and stories about Middle Earth.
And we’ve become quite adept at twisting.
Scientists are experimenting with combining plant genes with those of animals to somehow “improve” our food. And not just animal genes. Human genes, too.
Today there’s an article about The prospect of all-female conception.
Let’s remember the warning of God at Babel: If “they have started to do this, nothing will later stop them from doing whatever they presume to do.”
At what point will he say, “Enough!”?
At what point will we notice the angelic cry: “Fear God and give him glory, for his time has come to sit in judgment. Worship him who made heaven and earth and sea and springs of water.”