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    I have discovered that most people have no one to talk to, no one, that is, who really wants to listen. When it does at last dawn on a man that you really want to hear about his business, the look that comes over his face is something to see.

    -Walker Percy, The Moviegoer

    A beautiful life


    Kristen, our youngest, under the CSX bridge at Ira Melton Park, a very short walk from our house. My son Henry took the picture last month

    Dad, my counselor and my rock, died Wednesday after fighting various cancers for several years. In the end it was acute myeloid leukemia that took him.

    Since that day, between bouts of tears and laughter, I’ve mostly been overwhelmed by the beauty of this world.

    A few days ago I was working with my teenage daughter on her math homework and I noticed her hands as if for the first time. Miraculous creations, hands. I saw that Julia’s are a near-perfect blend of mine and my wife’s. Turn them one way, they’re mine, turn them another, they’re Elizabeth’s. But of course they’re neither mine nor Elizabeth’s.

    Yesterday my teenage son played at a piano recital. His Bach was nuanced and perfectly organized, his Debussy fluid and pure. It was an overwhelming six minutes, and I couldn’t help but cry, quite a lot actually.

    Earlier today I was grading exams in a downtown coffee shop. I looked across the street and watched a man stringing lights above a restaurant’s outdoor patio. He was up on a ladder arranging the bulbs with great care. It was one of the most wondrous things I’ve ever seen.

    Over the last week I’ve stopped — involuntarily, it seems to me — and looked at leaves and the moon too many times to count. I’ve been left speechless by the sight of my seven-year-old picking mulberries and dropping them in her toy watering can. I’ve heard Elizabeth laugh and it sounded like water. I’ve observed the rabbits and squirrels and moles and chipmunks and birds in our backyard with an admiration bordering on worship.

    Grief has a way of hollowing us out, is what I think. It clears out the garbage and allows us to be filled by the brilliance surrounding us: life, the world.

    I think I understand Job a little better now than I did before Dad died. Loss empties us of conceits and trivia and then the whole world changes. It seems automatic. You suddenly see through to the miraculous essences of familiar things and they are made new. For Job it was the stars and the ostrich and Leviathan; for me it’s the moon and thrashers and Bach.

    The wonder of life: Dad’s final gift to me, fitting from one who loved the world so well. May I never forget it or lose it or trade it for anything finite.

    Interview with Luke Norsworthy

    Luke Norsworthy and I had a nice chat last week and the podcast is now up. Tune in to hear about religion and science, the book of Job, evolution, Isaac Newton, God as presence, the pros and cons of ex nihilo, Stars Beneath Us, the supreme un-shoehornability of God, and the irrationality (or not) of Christianity.

    The world is not finite: final questions from the youth of Edina


    Master Bertram, Grabow Altarpiece (detail showing the creation of the beasts), c. 1383. I love how the lower section of the robe has been made to look like the sea

    Greetings, dear readers. I’ve had a very busy month of traveling and speaking and teaching and lots of other gerunds too. But no writing.

    It’s good to be back!

    In this post I’ll finish off the list of questions posed to me a while ago by the youth group of St. Stephen’s Episcopal Church in Edina, Minnesota. So here goes.

    How have you furthered your faith through your work as a scientist?

    I have a double answer. On the positive side, it is delightful to glimpse a slice of nature no one has ever seen. This has happened to me twice, and in both cases the slice was very thin. One had to do with a tiny detail of the atomic nucleus we call Phosphorus 30, and the other had to do with the peculiar nature of a remote galaxy called 3EG J2006-2321. These discoveries were unremarkable; they did not make headlines or upend any established scientific theories. But in both cases I was thrilled by the sense of having learned something no one had ever known. They were for me small but undeniable glimpses into what Stephen Hawking likes to call the “mind of God.”

    On the negative side (and more powerfully) science highlights for me our profound ignorance. From the point of view of understanding, the world is not finite. We have no complete knowledge of anything. In science as in life, we see through a glass darkly. Several weeks ago I heard Rob Bell speak and he said, in a very Rob Bell kind of way, that no explanation is ever complete. This is definitely true in science: every theory, no matter how successful, multiplies questions while pushing them deeper. The cosmos is not self-explanatory. We know next to nothing about reality. Realizing this is a powerful driver of humility, a virtue Jesus calls us to embrace time and again.

    How do you explain the Old Testament story of creation with your scientific methods?

    In one sense I don’t. The Genesis accounts of creation (there are two) were not written with modern science in mind, and scientific accounts of origins cannot be made to match up in any specific ways with biblical stories. Some folks say the six days of creation correspond to six events or periods of cosmic history, or some such thing, but that is a misuse of scripture. The real point of the Bible stories is theological: they tell us how God relates to the cosmos and to human beings in particular.

    Yet there are resonances between the Old Testament and scientific accounts of creation. Genesis actually encourages the practice of science. It, unlike other ancient creation narratives, considers created things to be neither divine nor corrupt. The cosmos is seen as a thing of great goodness and integrity but is not of itself sacred — the sun and moon are lights, not gods. Also creation is not intrinsically debased — human bodies are beautiful and worthy creations, not prisons for souls. According to Genesis matter is valuable and worth studying in its own right because it is good. And because it is not divine we are free to study it on its own terms.

    There’s more. The Bible describes the cosmos itself as having the capacity to generate life. It is integrated and robust, just as biology tells us. I cannot help but hear overtones of evolution in God’s command for the sea to “bring forth swarms of living creatures” and for the earth to “bring forth living things of every kind” (Gen 1.20, 24). Now I don’t mean that the authors of Genesis foresaw evolution in any meaningful way. But the writer(s) must have observed just how vigorous and sturdy and life-producing the world is, and how creation itself holds the potential — drawn out and realized through the divine word — to create.

    Thanks for the questions, folks. Never stop wondering and asking.

    How to talk to creationists

    The Phillip Medhurst Picture Torah 14, Temptation of Adam and Eve. Photo illustration by Juliana Jiménez Jaramillo

    I received a note from a youth pastor yesterday. He is fascinated by science but works in a Midwestern church that leans heavily toward Young Earth Creationism. He asked me: “When you’ve had conversations with staunch creationists how do you present the science-Christianity relationship in a way that doesn’t immediately turn them off?”

    Here’s my answer, edited slightly.

    You ask an excellent question. The only thing I can tell you about working with creationists is to listen carefully to them — try to see what’s behind their words. Treat it like a puzzle and ask yourself — what’s really motivating them? Don’t worry about convincing them.

    I don’t mean to not take them seriously. It is good and necessary to learn as much about science and the cosmos as you can and to bring that into your dialogue. That is your responsibility. Engage them as deeply as your knowledge will allow. But winning an argument with a well-prepared and defensive creationist is not really possible. The point is not to be right but to kick the conversation down the road a little, and to learn about your parishioners along the way.

    It’s a pastoral question first and an intellectual one second. If they know you love them they won’t ultimately care if you disagree with them. That’s the truth. And there’s no better way to convince them about science than by opening yourself up to them while standing by your convictions regarding God and the cosmos.

    But you have to love them first and always, and love does not insist on being right.


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