An
old friend of mine wrote to me a long time ago about trying to figure out
whether to believe in God. What he was looking for, and what he might have
expected me, as a scientist, to tell him, was whether there was any verifiable
evidence of miraculous activities of such a God, above and beyond the world of
nature. Unfortunately, I had to tell him that evolution explains the entire
history of life and the universe, and that all mental and spiritual experiences
of humans seem to be explainable by the chemical reactions in the brain. I had
concluded that there was no proof of God, and probably no Person we could call
God, but only Love.
I
told my friend that I believed in God because Gustav Mahler believed in God. That
is a strange thing for a scientist to say. I do not know if Mahler had a
specific theology in mind, but he believed in the kind of God you can encounter
by listening to the forest and meadow that surrounded the cabin in which he
wrote his Third Symphony. He entitled the first movement, “Summer marches in,”
the second movement “What the flowers in the meadow tell me,” the third
movement “What the animals in the forest tell me,” the fourth movement “What
the night tells me,” the fifth movement “What the morning bells tell me,” and
the final movement “What love tells me.”
Was
Mahler experiencing a delusion of the evolutionary overgrowth of the human
mind? We cannot know, since we are limited to our human minds. Long before
there was any theology, humans experienced what Edward O. Wilson has called
“biophilia,” the love of the natural world; and saw, or imagined, within nature
a power beyond human experience.
Whoever
listens to the forest is much less likely to pick up a gun and aim it at
another person whose theology differs from theirs than someone whose entire
faith is based on doctrine.
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