Last week one of the most educated people in the world left this planet. He was a highly regarded individual and had quite a following. He dedicated his life to things I cannot pretend to understand. As my mother used to say, “He’s too smart for his britches.” Being smart, in and of itself, is not a sin, but it is what a person does with the knowledge that counts. This scientist gave us many scientific theories and knew more about “black holes” than any living being (other than the God who created them). I believe the motive for his research was to disprove God. It seems like a terrible waste of talent. Moreover, I think of the woman that spent most of her life living with apes. When I pass from this world, I want to be known for more than ape-whispering!
Webster defines “theory” with words such as an interpretation, abstract thought, concession and tentative assumption. These words do not provide a sense of assurance, but Ps.34:7-8 does, “The angel of the LORD encampeth round about them that fear him, and delivereth them. O taste and see that the LORD is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him.” That, my friends, is palpable security.
In Acts 26:24, ”Festus said with a loud voice, Paul, thou art beside thyself; much learning doth make thee mad.” Paul was not spewing some unproven theory. He was preaching the Gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ! Paul was a very learned man in the Jewish faith, and Festus had mistakenly believed that this knowledge put Paul over the top and did not consider his born-again experience on the Damascus Road. All of Paul’s pre-Christ knowledge was laid aside for the truth of the Gospel. He states in 1 Co. 2:2, “For I determined not to know any thing among you, save Jesus Christ, and him crucified.” Our quest on earth should be likewise. Our objective should be, “That I may know him, and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings, being made conformable unto his death” (Php. 3:10).
Possessing knowledge can be a good or bad thing. Knowledge (and pure unbelief) led this scientist to conclude that “the concept of an afterlife is a fairy story for people afraid of the dark.” I admit I was afraid of the dark as a child, but God enlightened me. “When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things” (1 Co 13:11). I never had to worry about learning making me mad, but running with the world did. I praise God that He supplied a way through Jesus’ sacrificial death on the Cross so when I die I will spend eternity with Him. I have learned to flee the dark and run to the Light (John 14:6)!