We have a framed picture in my house which says, “When you stop and look around, this life is pretty amazing.” I’m sure you’ve had moments in life that have taken your breath away. Moments like when you hold your newborn baby at just ten minutes old.
Some people would consider certain moments spiritual in a sense. Where the experience is almost other-worldly and transcends reason as we know it with an infusion of love, joy, courage or forgiveness.
Others see all experiences as purely biochemical reactions encoded during evolutionary natural selection during our survival of the fittest. Yep, in the world of the naturalist, you are the fittest! You also believe it’s only real if you can see, smell, taste, hear or touch it.
This is all well and good until you experience something deeply real that you can’t measure with a ruler, weigh on a scale, or put a dollar amount on. But you know it’s real because it defines who you are and how you react at the deepest level.
Let’s go for a negative moment: devastation. Where do you go for justice when there is no right or wrong in a worldview where anyone’s only responsibility is to survive? Is it comforting to know in the grand scheme of history, your pain means nothing? Or your reactions are just chemical reactions that somehow kept your ancestors alive? I couldn’t blame a naturalist for being depressed.
Of course, some of us look at the range of human experience and see it as proof of God. A creation that includes an intensity of experience where a broken heart is as real as a broken leg and joy is as meaningful as the decibels measuring the sound of laughter.
“For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.”