Something In The Water

There comes a time in every scientist’s career when he has to decide what he believes. Was there a big bang where the universe created itself or did God create splendor in 7 days. Both theories have there flaws. If there was a big bang, chances are there would be other worlds somewhere in the galaxy that are sustaining life forms as we speak. Many top scientists believe it, but they can’t prove it. The others believe that God created all of this in only one week. The same scientists barely figured out how to cure a yeast infection in a week. Who’s to say what really happened?

The time for me to answer this question came in my life 2 years ago. Six months later I found myself swayed toward creationism and wondering what is this world is coming to. Humans who kill their fellow man and have sex with small children walk the same streets as I. The same people run the government and teach school right down the street. The average person brakes six of the ten commandments by noon, saving the others for later. I began to think that people like this are not worthy of everything God has given us. I then spent the next eighteen months trying to find an answer.

My answer came to me in a dream from God. I was fishing by Wilson Lake when a little girl walked up to me and said, "There’s something in the water." I looked down and saw the murky water giving way to dead bodies. The flesh was slowly being eaten away, leaving behind only a corpse. She bent over, dipped her finger in the water, and then held it up for me to see. The fingernail fell off as her skin dissolved away leaving the bony end showing. As she pointed to the water, she told me that I had sinned and for that I must drink the blood of Christ. As I took a sip I felt my lips being torn away as the water dissipated me from the inside out. Then I woke up.

It took me a few days to realize the significance of my dream: I’ve been instructed by God to rid my country of all these miscreants just as Noah did, only faster. It was now my job to rid the world of these people and let God sort them out. The only problem was that people today are smarter than back then, so whatever I’d do would have to be faster than a flood. I spent the rest of the time developing a flesh-eating bacteria that could be carried by water and then determining how I would send it around the country clearing our great land of all it’s burdens. It was easier than one would imagine.

The first day that humans were exposed to my lethal venom was promising. I saw on the news that one middle aged man went to step into a hot shower after a long day of work and was found dead two hours later by the waitress he was screwing. His heartbroken wife lost both her hands that night because she went to wash the dishes. She died after bleeding to death from two bony nubs that once showed off rings, beat her children, and held the hands of her unfaithful husband. Sounds wrong? I, quite geniously, rid the world of heathens who committed some of the most horrible sins. It might not seem fair for the people who have lived their lives, careful not to do wrong. But if I learned anything in grammar school, the good must sometimes suffer for the bad.

I watched the news for a day. They broadcasted how people were mysteriously dying from my bacteria leaving behind only skeletons and partially eroded people. By the end of my project over two-thirds of the people in this area are dead. I know that this is not the complete destruction of human kind, but I have faith that God has reached other people like me and sent them on missions such as this one.

As I sat watching and knowing it would soon be my turn I’d like to think that I have done the world some good and perhaps even made God pleased by my attempts to rid the world of evil, but all I can think is bottoms up.