As soon as someone presents me with a workable, reliable means of determining which supernatural explanation is correct, I'll get right into the delving part. [/quote}
Which supernatural explanations are you confronted with, besides God?
I don't really take seriously criticisms of "macroevolution." They rarely operate on an empirically equivalent level to evolution itself. Mostly, they're just sour-grapes-type bleating about the falsifcation of one's strongly-held interpretation of Genesis. Sorry to be so blunt, but I've been through this way too many times - my benefit-of-doubt reserves are used up.
I don't know what kinds of arguments you've run up against before, but I'll tell you right off the bat that my own objections to evolution do not stem from a "strongly-held interpretation of Genesis." If God Himself were to come down right now and stand in front of me and boom authoritatively, "Evolution is true!" I could readily accept it without going, "But... but... what about Genesis...??" Because they are not contradictory at all, in my book. Genesis merely states, "God created..." It doesn't offer us the mechanics of that creation process, and evolution, were it a plausible theory, would be just as believable to me as a literal six-day creation spree. Do I believe God causes the Sun to rise every morning? You bet I do. Do I understand the rotation of our planet within the solar system? Oh yes, as an astrologer (and there goes yet another shred of my credibility in your book, I'll bet!
) I probably understand it better than you do. The two aren't mutually exclusive, in other words. You can believe in evolution or not, as far as I'm concerned -- God never laid that upon us as a criterion for salvation.
If you want to disregard other explanations for your ghost story, fine. Such anecdotes are trivial in the broader scheme of things. But, unless you can rigorously falsify it, your disbelief in "macroevolution" is utterly unfounded.
Allright, well I never told you any ghost stories. But I will tell you one now. When we lived in Chicago, we had only one bathroom, with a door that could only be locked from the inside (not these modern push-button locks that you can lock, then close the door, locking yourself out). One day, we discovered that the bathroom door was locked --
but everyone in the family was outside the bathroom! Thinking it might be stuck, we tried pushing it, jiggling the handle, ramming up against it, sticking hairpins in the lock.... no luck. Finally, my mom stood back and cried in a loud voice, "Lizzie!! Open this door, NOW!" There was a small click, the handle turned, and the door opened -- just like that. Nobody inside that we could see, of course (Lizzie always hid herself from the men in our home).
What other explanation would you offer for that event?
~~Cheryl