Such bad luck. We have this amazing planet where myriad creatures evolved for no particularly good reason out of nearly nothing. Until, unfortunately, we selfish human beings were the resultant beneficiaries of these blinded forces, all but ensuring the destruction of this otherwise paradise. Forgive the sarcasm, but I just heard a radio commentary about a self-proclaimed humanist who declared the world would be better off without mankind living here. Then all of nature could live in peace, you see.
After developing a mild headache trying to reconcile the notion of a humanist who advocates getting rid of all humans, the image immediately came to mind of a future Earth where assorted animals are busy walking around, flying in the air, swimming in the sea—and routinely eating each other—none the wiser for the great gift we humans had given them by removing ourselves from the story.
Were this humanist’s fuzzy vision correct about mankind being extraneous to the plot, the world would be a better place, it would. Then again, if his vision could ever come to pass, it would certainly come as a surprise to the ultimate human advocate—God. The very God who authored this creation for mankind’s stewardship and enjoyment (Gen 1:28), then chose to become fully human Himself (while still fully God, mind you) in order to lay down His life and redeem all of Creation, humanists included (Rom 3:23-24; 8:19-23). In other words, the sacrifice has already occurred and the solution to nature’s ills is well underway. So thank you much to those who wish to contrive a different solution. You’re two thousand years late and a perfect sacrifice short.
Our oblivious humanist powers on anyway, pretending unimportance, yet full of himself, thinking he has proposed a great thing; as likely unaware of his worldview inconsistencies as he is of the windfall benefits he will have wrought by eliminating all his other pet reasons to whine and complain. Why just consider, he will never again have to gripe with bleeding heart about people’s intolerance toward each other’s gender preferences, or a woman’s right to choose to end her unborn child’s life, or a person’s sexual choices, and on and on. But mostly, men will no longer have the potential to destroy the planet. That’s the thing. That and the nearsighted humanist gets to pound his chest over an imagined future joy where “Whew! That was a close one,” the planet will be thinking.
Most of us (of a saner bent) would never hope our humanist gets his way. But we do wonder why this world-class altruist hasn’t been the first to lead with his actions and show us how to benefit the planet and its care-free creaturely things by removing just one man for a start—his own self. I’m guessing he would prefer to go last. Whichever, for him it will all come to the same. For whether he knows it or not, we see the endgame behind his voluntary extinction proposal; and it isn’t the removal of man, but the removal of the Storyteller from His own story.
In the parlance of the humanists, “Good luck, fella.”
I hope this encourages you to trust God’s plan today.
Kevin Murray
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Goodbye Humans
