I noticed the abbreviation ‘IYKYK’ on Facebook. I took a stab at deciphering it, but after endlessly scratching the stubble on my chin and pondering it through lunch and supper, all I could come up with was “I yodel knavishly & yammer knowingly.” Most likely, some phrase an extremely irritating person uses. Someone from Switzerland, maybe?
That didn’t sound like millennial talk, so I asked April what it meant. She spends much more time on Facebook than I do. She said, “If you know, you know.”
“So it’s a secret?” I asked.
“No,” she answered with an exasperated sound. “If you know, you know.”
“But I don’t know.” My brow furrowed into a frown.
“Try this one. I-Y-D-K-Y-D-K.” She smiled as if she knew the capitals of all fifty states, and I didn’t know even one. I hate that smile.
Then it hit me. It was like the heavens opened and a light bathed me in brightness. The answer came as plain as a wind-driven, white paper napkin. “Oh,” I said.
If you know, you know.
David, the Psalmist declares, “The heavens are telling of the glory of God; and their expense is declaring the works of His hands. Day to day pours forth speech, and night to night reveals knowledge.” (Psalm 19:1-2)
I’m sure I shouldn’t chuckle at the premises of evolution. However, the theory balances precariously on the ultra-thin edge of the knife called coincidence.
Let me present one. According to science, a lightning bug (firefly) produces light at the moment oxygen combines with a chemical called luciferin combined with enzymes called luciferases. Those three ingredients must be present together.
I’ll pretend to be an evolutionist: Once upon a time, this little bug evolved. It was different from every other bug also evolving at the same exact time. Or maybe thousands of types of bugs evolved at different times. We really don’t know because evolution happens by accident.
Anyway, somehow this bug developed luciferin in his stomach. We don’t know how, but, trust me, it did. Then things called luciferases also developed inside this little bug. Again, it just happened. That’s what evolution does. It just happens like the rolling of dice comes up snake eyes. Pure luck.
This little bug took a deep breath, filling his tiny lungs with oxygen, and something incredible happened. His stomach lit up as bright as a full moon.
The little bug said, “I must put this into my genetic code, so that all my descendants will always have these two chemicals inside them, so they can also light up.” The little bug didn’t understand genetic code, but he thought it might be important.
At this point, an evolutionist would call me out, telling me I’m wrong. Can’t you see, he would say, the accident happened to a bunch of identical bugs except they didn’t yet have those two chemicals? It was like an entire army of these bugs accidentally got those two chemicals ingested.
And I would reply, “Oh, I get it. It’s like vats of chemicals were sitting there. These bugs landed in the vicinity. A huge wind arose. The vats tipped over, spilling upon these bugs. The bugs ingested both chemicals. Once everything settled down, the bugs breathed again. That’s when they realized they could light up like Christmas trees. So they banded together, swearing an oath to keep these chemicals in their genetic code forever.”
“Exactly!” exclaims the evolutionist. He quickly adds, “Of course, for something as intricate as this, we’re talking billions of years ago.”
“So you don’t think they were just created that way?” I ask.
“Of course not,” he answers. “You would have to believe in God for that to happen.”
Glad he brought up God. The Creator Himself speaks to Job: “But now ask the beasts, and let them teach you; and the birds of the heavens, and let them tell you. Or speak to the earth, and let it teach you; and let the fish of the sea declare to you. Who among all these does not know that the hand of the LORD has done this, in whose hand is the life of every living thing, and the breath of all mankind.” (Job 12:7-10)
IYKYK.