Where I Come From: Part 3
Still, something about evolution and origins incubated in my mind over the years. Stray pieces of the Big Bang, old-earth geology, and natural selection floated in and out, but they never formed a cohesive whole. I privately mocked a sermon I heard last year that sought to prove creation science, but I can't tell you exactly what I thought was wrong with the sermon, or why. In spite of my religious training (more than most, but not as much as some), I had no idea what to do with the two accounts of creation in the opening chapters of Genesis. In short, I became increasingly aware of my own ignorance and resolved to do something about it. I wasn't sure where to start, but my first sighting of The Reluctant Mr. Darwin: An Intimate Portrait of Charles Darwin and the Making of His Theory of Evolution solved that problem for me.
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