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This article by Marilynne Robinson is worth a read.  It’s called “Reclaiming a Sense of the Sacred,” and in it she says:

“We inhabit, we are part of, a reality for which explanation is much too poor and small. No physicist would dispute this, though he or she might be less ready than I am to have recourse to the old language and call reality miraculous… Science can give us knowledge, but it cannot give us wisdom.

She quotes Paul’s letter to the Romans, mentions a Jonathan Edwards footnote on moonlight, and explains why of course religious people should not feel threatened by science.  Of course.

Anyway, it’s a good reminder on a cold, cold Tuesday in March that the deepest fabric of reality contains something sacred, miraculous.  That while perhaps some fish may have crawled out of the cold sea on slimy, half formed legs many ages ago, that is not the whole story.  That the inexpressible longings in the depths of our soul are part of our sense of something ineffable, something holy.  A sense of some kind of glory that lies just beyond us, calling us home.