In the past year I have watched more than my fair share of theology debates and I have noticed a reoccurring argument non-believers. It is claimed that only in scripture can we find meaning and moral absolutes. I’ve been wanting to comment on this for a little while now. I had a bit of an emotional weekend during which these themes seemed to be reoccurring so I thought tonight would be a good time for this post.
Let me start with moral absolutes, because I think that is a relatively easy point to address. In “A Letter to a Christian Nation” Sam Harris gives a wonderful definition of moral behavior; something can be deemed as immoral if it imposes on another living thing’s ability to find and experience happiness. This is something that I think any rational human being can agree to and it has the added bonus of not having any reference to scripture. Why would you want to openly embrace a doctrine which is so openly against this idea? One which is openly discriminatory against women, homosexuality and peoples of other faiths. How can you claim that such a foundation is moral?
Finding meaning in life is a bit tricker. It is, after all, an intensely personal thing. At the surface, I, and many other scientists, derive meaning from trying to understand the hidden patterns of the universe. There is something profound and wonderful about looking at the world and seeing chaos, only to have it disperse away as you tease out the hidden rules. Other people find meaning in other ways. I look at my friends and I see the joy in their relationships with their friends and loved ones, in their work as engineers or simply by finding beauty in art and literature. On a deeper level I have felt moved by a handful of personal relationships. These are the relationships that pushed me and challenged me to rise to my potential. None of these things require a reference to scripture. They are innate aspects of human existence. They are also fleeting, given our finite time on this planet, which only adds to the awe.
Part and parcel of belief in God is a belief in some form of eternal afterlife. A belief that this life is really the prelude to something eternal and blissful (or not so if you’re not in with the saved). This belief has the rather unfortunate consequence of making one blind the the world around them and unappreciative of the value of the time they are given. Why should you take the time to be with the ones you love or find the things that drive you if this isn’t the main act?
The idea that God has interest in what we do makes adds a whole other level of degradation. If God can force you to act in certain ways or somehow governs yours actions then your personal meaning is no longer yours. Now, you can claim that he gave us free will so that we could choose our own paths, but there is always that threat of eternal fire if you don’t conform. Such a form of motivation isn’t any different than if he simply removed our free will and forced us on his path.
Tomorrow morning I am going to get up early and go to my favorite coffee shop on campus. I am going to get their early enough to watch the campus wake up so I can people watch while they start their day. This always gives me a warm feeling and its one of those little things that I find compelling.