I was listening to a couple of Christians discuss science over the weekend, which is always entertaining, but in this instance, it did get me thinking. The pair weren’t all that sure on any of the specifics, but the gist of it was this: it’s a miracle that we exist here in this little corner of the universe.
Now, I can’t say I’ve ever heard the term “miracle” thrown around in any scientific research I’ve ever read. What they probably should have said is that it’s a mathematical improbability we exist.
It reminds me of the Sanctuary of Our Lady of Lourdes in France, where the spring water from the grotto is believed by some to possess healing properties. An estimated 200 million people have visited the shrine since 1860, and the Roman Catholic Church has officially recognized 67 miraculous healings in that time.
With no scientific evidence to back this up, I would say this spring water has the same healing power as a peanut butter sandwich. That’s a mathematical improbability I wouldn’t be betting my life on.
I digress. The point is that there are 100s of factors that had to be just right for life to develop on this planet: our proximity to the sun, the size of the planet, oxygen content of the atmosphere, liquid water, a ready supply of peanut butter sandwiches. So standing here on the surface of the Earth and looking up, it’s easy to believe there was a guiding hand in our creati… *ahem* I mean evolution.
However, if you look at the big picture, there are 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 stars in the observable universe (approximately – if that were an exact number, I might have found myself batting for the other team as it were…) If you apply the 100s of factors to the planets orbiting these 1021 stars, it would be ludicrous to assume life has only appeared on our tiny planet.
In my humble opinion, the universe too big even for God to have created.