Etiology

That is, ee-tee-OL-uh-gee.  No, it is not the study of E.T.

[Let me warn you at the outset:  I get a little philosophical in this one.  And what's worse, it's long.  If it seems too wordy at the outset, I promise it gets back to my usual style by the end.]

I'm not one to get into prolonged arguments for the existence of God.  I'm familiar with many of them, and I'll draw on them from time to time when I need to in conversation, especially if I think it will help someone.  But I think that people are more likely to be convinced that God exists because they experience Him in love shown by believers (and even non-believers), or by the beauty of creation, or something else that is beyond reasoning.  I say this because, if I only believe in a deity because I can prove to myself he exists, or at least that he most likely exists, then I don't believe in much of a god at all.  I believe instead in some being whose existence is graspable and establish-able by my own reason.  I therefore have power over him, and am able to be secure in the fact that I am the one in control of my belief, and no one else.  That is why philosophical reasoning can only be a beginning, a first step towards faith.  It cannot take the place of faith itself (though it does work quite well in harmony with faith).

Thus, I'm more interested in my own constant conversion so that believers and non-believers alike will hopefully be able to see God in me, rather than in their own heads, delimited and packaged into the god they are willing to accept.  God is bigger and more surprising than that.  Like I said, I'll talk to you any time of day about Anselm's ontological argument, or Thomas' 5 ways, or any of a number of arguments for God's existence, but I don't give them too much credence in the actual convincing of non-believers.  I'm fairly jaded when it comes to arguing for God's existence.

However, that doesn't stop me from speaking up when I hear stupid arguments against the existence of God.

I am presently bothered by the conjecture accusing human kind of having constructed an etiological deity.  That means, a god that exists as something we came up with to explain things we don't understand.  In other words, he is just something we've dreamed up as the cause of the things about the world we can't (yet) explain with science.  Once we understand everything (ha!), then it will absolutely clear there is no god.  (This of course rests on the demarcation of knowable reality to that which is quantitative, measurable, reportable, etc.  The etiological postulation loses an awful lot of weight already if you admit other kinds of knowledge, but many scientists just choose to believe that other kinds of knowledge just aren't possible.  However, so far as I know, there's nothing observable in nature that says the only thing you can know is what science can tell you.  That's a decision made in the mind of scientists - not all scientists, mind you.  It is not a proven reality.  But I digress.)

Let me just say this.  I don't believe in a god that exists to explain anything to me.  So go ahead science - explain everything to me!  You won't undo my belief.  I believe in God who exists entirely in Himself and doesn't need the world or the human brain to exist.  I believe in God who, if He wanted to, could have created the world in such a way that it hold no signs whatsoever of His existence, and therefore, even if we proved that He didn't exist, He still would exist, because He'd be outside our frame of reference.  I also believe in God who although He could have done that, He didn't.  He wanted His existence to be apparent, and so has revealed Himself through creation, through the seed of the Word present in every inquiring human mind, through His gradual revelation to the People of Israel, and most fully, through His coming among us in the Incarnation.

It just bothers me when scientists cross outside the bounds of their competency and tell us things they have no grounds to say.  They'll say that science doesn't present any reasons why a god would exist.  But my resounding answer is that even if science did present empirical grounds for the existence of God, I still would not count those as grounds for believing in God.  It would be a nice novelty, a sort of icing on the cake, but nothing more.  Quit talking to me about what science does or does not conclude about God.  Such conclusions are superfluous at best, and nonsensical at worst.  (Now, that's different than talking about what reason does or does not conclude about God.  Human reason's conclusions regarding God are not superfluous, but still, without revelation and faith, it can't take us all the way.)

I believe in God because I know his Love.  If that is a meaningless statement to you, then go spend some time in service to your fellow man.  Go spend some time with believers, and I mean serious believers.  Go serve alongside the Missionaries of Charity (they'll accept the help), or go spend a week praying with monks (they're required to be hospitable by their Rule), or go live with and help around the house of a large family that prays together and shares meals together every day and goes to Church on Sundays.  Laugh and cry with them.  Hear their shouting and arguments and then watch their reconciliations.

If you claim not to know the Love of God, then seek it out where it ought to be found, which is not in the cold reality of a laboratory, nor in the observations of a radio telescope, or whatever.  I'm sitting right now in a library filled with books about God, but if I were the only person in the world, I could read every single one of these books and I don't think I'd come to believe in God (and let me tell you, there are some good books in here).  The Love of God is no more written on their pages than it is to be found in a test-tube.  Love is something that only exists in relationships, even the Love of God.  And we can't ever be in a relationship with God, unless we experience that Love in the way that He has ordained: in other people.  That's how the spread of the Good News works.  Nobody hears it directly from God; we believe because somebody else we know believes.  (Don't forget to take the time to thank that person, by the way.)

You tell me the universe doesn't give you evidence of the existence of God.  I say, well, it gives me evidence, just not the kind of evidence you're looking for.  The people who love me give me plenty of evidence.  They are my starting point.  I dig further (with the help of the Church and Scripture) and I find a font of Truth and Love and Power that can never be exhausted, an infinite that is warmly overflowing, not the cold infinite void of the expanses of space.  A God who is immeasurable by anything even conceivable by science, not because He doesn't exist, but because He's not the world.  He's something else.