C. S. Lewis puts our fourth and final clue in rather stark
terms: “You can’t be in love with a girl if you know (and keep on remembering) that
all the beauties both of her person and of her character are a momentary and
accidental pattern produced by the collision of atoms, and that your own
response to them is only a sort of psychic phosphorescence arising from the
behavior of your genes. You can’t go on getting very serious pleasure from
music if you know and remember that its air of significance is a pure illusion,
that you like it only because your nervous system is irrationally conditioned
to like it. If there is no creator, the wonders of love and beauty are not
wonders at all. They have no inherent
transcendent qualities and are simply instinctual reactions without
significance or consequence beyond instinctive biological responses.”
Molecular biologist Francis Crick writes in his book The
Astonishing Hypothesis:
“You, your joys and your sorrows, your memories and your
ambitions, your sense of personal identity and free will, are in fact no more
than the behavior of a vast assembly of nerve cells and their associated
molecules.”
Francis Crick fathered three children and was gifted with six
grandchildren (he died in 2004). Did he really believe that that they
were nothing more than a bundle of nerve endings? That their personalities,
their affection for him, their memories, their ambitions, their smiles and
giggles were “no more than the behavior of a vast assembly of nerve
cells and their associated molecules”? This seems to me at best an inadequate
explanation for what is really a clue to the existence of something beyond our
capacity to immediately perceive. If one
is convinced empirically that love and beauty are real, then see them for the
refutation of Crick (and others) and the clues to a creator that they are.
Next Time: Wrap-up of the Clues to a Creator. In Christ...
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