“What are you doing tonight? You think we could work on the lab report together?” John asked Kyle.
Kyle smiled. “Actually, I’m going out with Mom. We’re going to see Goblins.”
When John rolled his eyes and continued shoving his books in his backpack and did not say anything, Kyle continued mischievously, “You wanna come?”
John sighed. “‘Whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever—’”
“O.K., O.K. I get it; I get it!” Kyle paused. “When will I ever be able to convince you that’s a bunch of nonsense?” Kyle wiped the last edge of the microscope with a swipe.
“Never.” John looked up.
“Never, huh? You know… you should never say ‘never!’” Kyle laughed.
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That’s all a bunch of lies. Evolution has never been proven. How come we cannot see evolution—not microevolution, I’m talking evolution from species to species? How come we can’t find missing links? Kyle, let me ask you this. Why don’t you look at the evidence? How can you look at the amoebas that we were just looking at and say that those are random chance?” John sighed. “It’s too amazing. All these things about the amoeba. The complexity of the cytoskeleton…that couldn’t come about by chance!”
“But, I don’t have proof that G-d exists.”
“Yes, you do. You just ignore it.”
“Show me.”
John motioned to the world around them. “This, my friend, is proof. He holds all things together. Life without Him would be impossible.”
“It is easy for you to say.” Kyle could not hide the bitterness in his voice. “But you didn’t lose your father and your sister, in one split second. At the hand of man who called himself a Christian!”
“O, Kyle, but it’s been seven years, now. Are you still holding that against G-d?”
“John, you weren’t there.” Kyle ground his together. “I remember it almost as if it were yesterday.”
“I’m sorry, Kyle. Forgive me if I don’t understand.” John paused. “But one thing I don’t get is how evolution comforts you in this.”
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“You just trapped yourself. Basically you’ve been telling me that you won’t believe in G-d, well, not because of evidence, if there were any, but because He let your dad die. You’re just angry at Him.” Kyle looked at his watch and shifted uneasily. John was about the closet person he had. He trusted John. But did he have to listen to this? Deep down in, he knew that John was probably right. But he wasn’t about to admit that. “I just hope and pray that someday you’ll quit fighting Him. He loves you, Kyle; He really does. And I know you feel like your mom has deserted you, but He never