It seems – in any place & time in human history – there is right & there is wrong, & there is life & there is death. Avoiding the idea of God for a moment…
There is a global, even universal source of life – an entity with the power to gift life to the inanimate. A flower is a conglomeration of elements organized into molecules & cells & organs… & empowered with life (& beauty). A human being is the same.
When that spirit of life is removed, the organs, cells & molecules devolve to basic elements once again.
We would describe the former as “life”, the latter as “death”.
The giving of life presumes order – an ordering of what is in the service of giving life. The human liver, for example, is a highly organized conglomeration of molecules & cells that enable the human being to keep living.
A human being gifted with life could – though it seems blatantly, comically audacious – reject this order and, well, die. Drink a gallon of alcohol every day and, well, die.
There is life & there is death. When an ordered pile of elemental matter abides in its life-giving order, it continues to live. When it ceases to do so, it dies.
Say, for a moment, that the life-giving, life-sustaining order is “right”, & deviation from this order is “wrong”. It seems self-evident that a living thing that wills to keep living would align itself with the right, & shed itself of the wrong.
Of course, where this is going is that there is right & wrong, there is life & death… & the life-giving creative power is God. “For in Him we live & move & have our being” (Acts 17:28, NIV).
Mark May 10, 2016
Postscript from the author: I realize this is somewhat esoteric musing, & probably won’t seem very relevant to most people. And I’m probably, to be honest, in over my head, philosophically. But for the abstract musers in my life, who see the notion of order as a good thing, and a broken world as a bad thing, here are a few thoughts from the wee hours.