A scientist’s job is to formulate hypotheses, even if there is no way to test them. I do think some scientists go out on a limb too much; string theorists are guilty at times of speaking about their theories in a way that would make an uninformed layman think string theory had been confirmed. Of course just as quickly other physicists will be quick to remind them that until their theories can be tested, ideas like the multiverse and branes remain pure conjecture; mathematical models that, no matter how compelling they may seem, are a very long ways away from being confirmed or discarded.
As for myself, I have been described as a weak atheist, who certainly leans towards agnosticism. Atheism and agnosticism are not incompatible. As I’ve said elsewhere, my atheism does not stem from active denial, but rather that I just don’t see the need for a prime mover. It is more an application of Occam’s razor, or an invocation of the null principle if you will.
That is not to say I couldn’t be shown the error of my ways, but it might be a tall order to convince me that the Judaeo-Christian god is a valid description of the Creator. Deism has its attractions, though to me it still seems like an unwarranted attempt to fill a gap in our knowledge rather than a positive claim about some aspect of reality.
Sometimes I think that we all approach the concept of God from the wrong angle. My own concept of God is a combination of intellect, power and self awareness[will or desire].
I am not an intellectual at all, I have known truly brilliant people, and I know myself well enough to know better than to go head on with people who are highly skilled in logic, math, philosophy and physics. (That doesn’t always stop me however) I have listened to brilliant people debate and I have listened to rather stupid people debate and I learn from both. I admire intellect. There have been times in my life that I placed intellect on the highest pedestal. I don’t so much any more.
My sympathies are with atheists. My favorite saint is St. Therese of Lisieux. She described herself as sitting at the table with atheists and she meant it. She would never have tried to show an atheist “the error of their ways”. I don’t like it when people ascribe motivations to me for what I believe and I really try not to do the same.
I recognize the courage it takes to face fully what an atheists faces and still maintain peace in their hearts. I could not do it. Being a country bumpkin I will try to explain: Have you ever watched cows? A cow will look at you with their big dreamy eyes and stare with great curiosity as if trying to figure out what it all means. Then they will shake their heads and start eating their hay again.
That is what I often feel when late at night when I take the dogs out. I stare at the cold dark Colorado sky and watch the stars glitter. I am filled with such gratitude and wonder. I say thank you, thank you, I love you for all the beauty. I feel an answer back that says, “Child, I created this for you. I created this for all my children because I love them so.” The moment passes. I shake my head and in the morning I wash dishes, pickup dirty clothes, argue with my sister, irritate my husband and fuss over my grand kids.
In spite of the seemingly mundane life, I still call out thank you for such beauty.
So my logic is circular. It goes like this: Hope, Faith and Love. When I have faith, I can have hope. When I have hope, I can have love. When I have love, I can have faith. Nothing can take the love I feel when I call out to God. And the circle begins again.
I could not face the dark night sky alone if there was no one to hear me. I just couldn’t.