The summer of 1942, I was nearly age 10. I heard someone say, “A watched pot never boils.” My mother was napping and my old sisters away with friends. In the kitchen, I took a sauce pan, added some water, put it on the stove and cut the burner on. I stood watching said pan with water until it boiled. Finally, it boiled. I counted that saying as not true.
Comic books were big, and I began reading them about age 6. The adventures of Donald Duck, with Huey, Dewey and Louie, and Mickey Mouse were read and reread. Later, “Buck Rogers in the 25th Century” added to my imagination. World War II came and went. I forgot Rogers and space aliens. Teen adventures occupied my mind.
Suddenly reports of UFOs and space crashes near Roswell, New Mexico, made headlines with news of aliens from outer space. The government treated us like mushrooms, keeping us in the dark and feeding us fertilizers. Multiple UFO sightings were reported.
Military service, the business world and then the pastorate occupied my thoughts and energy.
I retired. I began reading some history. Before Columbus’ voyage across the Atlantic, most people believed the earth was flat and that the sun orbited the earth. This is what the church taught because the Bible mentioned “the four corners of the earth.” Science and Columbus blew those myths out of the water.
The Loch Ness monster, Big Foot and the yeti among the Himalayas made the news, attracting tourists and still do. But after my “watched pot” experiment, I discarded Big Foot and others as harmless money makers.
Just this summer I began to rethink my thoughts on intelligent extra terrestrial life. Is it possible? The Bible doesn’t teach such. I do not know, maybe so, maybe not. But I have an opinion so far without proof. Maybe you have thoughts concerning intelligent life on some far-flung planets. Have fun with it. Where is a modern Columbus to prove or disprove our thoughts?
There, have I taken your thoughts off of coronavirus and all of the inconvenience for a few moments? I tried.
George C. Kaulbach