It’s the bane of preachers, or at least this preacher. You get going on saying something, and the words just don’t come out quite right.
Yesterday, I was discussing Genesis 1:24:
And God said, Let the earth bring forth the living creature after his kind, cattle, and creeping thing, and beast of the earth after his kind: and it was so.
I talked about how evolutionists talk about species, but God talked about “kinds”. Genetic mutations can cause changes in species, but no one has ever seen a change in kinds.
And then I am told (I haven’t checked the recording, but I’m sure it happened), that you can have species variations within kinds, but “a fish is a fish, and a bird’s a bird, and a cat’s a dog, and a dog’s a dog.” Yes, I turned cats into dogs, which depending on your view of cats may or may not be a good thing. 😀
My point, of course, was that fish don’t turn into birds, and elephants into chihuahuas (or vice versa). Fish bring forth fish, animals produce their own kind. Perhaps my treatment of cats made the point even more memorable! This is not what I Corinthians 1:21 means by the foolishness of preaching, but that verse is still a comfort to those of us who sometimes get our tangues tongled, er, tongues tangled.
