A (weak but hopeful) case for evolution

I was reading a book in our living room. My wife walked by carrying our 22 month-old son to bed. She had previously asked me to clean the room, which was filled with toys from Gideon and I playing. “You know, the room isn’t going to clean itself,” she commented as she walked by. Ah, but if evolution were only true, maybe with just enough time and chance, life could start from these toys and they just might organize themselves. After that fleeting thought, I put my book down and cleaned the room. All in all, it made me miss the greatest comic strip ever, Calvin & Hobbes by Bill Watterson.