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Wormwood’s fascinating reminder about the sheer weirdness of the human genome reminded me of a writing by Chesterton. I learned much about the human genome, espescially when they completed the mapping, but unfortunately I was dogmatically atheist at the time and didn’t even care to notice the glaring irregularities. Having just read G.K. Chesterton’s “Orthodoxy” the other day, I recalled something he wrote that’s worth quoting at length:
This is why I can never bring myself to fear science. Quite simply, it’s been far, far too good to faith to simply set aside and ignore. As I’ve said before as it relates to medicine, science is the business of mapping out miracles; in this case it is literally true.
I find it fascinating that the more we learn about science, the more we try to find atheistic explainations for things, the more the world throws it back in our faces. What’s even more fascinating is that, in this case, it’s WE that were thrown back in our faces by our own scientific research. It’s not proof of the Judeo-Christian concept of God, but it is a sign that what we feared would close of all possibility of our God is actually a startling indication that, at the very least, something as fantastic as our God is going on. Sure, we are only 1% different, genetically speaking, from a chimp, but it’s by precisely by 1% that humans defy all understanding of genetics.If you leave off looking at books about beasts and men, if you begin to look at beasts and men then (if you have any humour or imagination, any sense of the frantic or the farcical) you will observe that the startling thing is not how like man is to the brutes, but how unlike he is. It is the monstrous scale of his divergence that requires an explanation. That man and brute are like is, in a sense, a truism; but that being so like they should then be so insanely unlike, that is the shock and the enigma. That an ape has hands is far less interesting to the philosopher than the fact that having hands he does next to nothing with them; does not play knuckle-bones or the violin; does not carve marble or carve mutton. People talk of barbaric architecture and debased art. But elephants do not build colossal temples of ivory even in a roccoco style; camels do not paint even bad pictures, though equipped with the material of many camel’s-hair brushes. Certain modern dreamers say that ants and bees have a society superior to ours. They have, indeed, a civilization; but that very truth only reminds us that it is an inferior civilization. Who ever found an ant-hill decorated with the statues of celebrated ants? Who has seen a bee-hive carved with the images of gorgeous queens of old? No; the chasm between man and other creatures may have a natural explanation, but it is a chasm. We talk of wild animals; but man is the only wild animal. It is man that has broken out. All other animals are tame animals; following the rugged respectability of the tribe or type. All other animals are domestic animals; man alone is ever undomestic, either as a profligate or a monk. So that this first superficial reason for materialism is, if anything, a reason for its opposite; it is exactly where biology leaves off that all religion begins.
This is why I can never bring myself to fear science. Quite simply, it’s been far, far too good to faith to simply set aside and ignore. As I’ve said before as it relates to medicine, science is the business of mapping out miracles; in this case it is literally true.