The human limitation we run into here is that we humans have not evolved with any instinctive need to comprehend the kinds of immense numbers modern astronomy must employ. For example, I have a ready, physical sense of any number up to ten because of my having ten fingers. But how do I have a gut sense of what a million is? I know abstractly that it is 1000 x 1000, but I have a hard time envisioning one thousand of anything repeated a thousand times over. The difficulty of comprehension is even greater when trying to truly grasp what a billion is.
Thus it is that some metaphor using words becomes handy. You may have heard of one often-repeated metaphor of the entire age of the universe fitting into a 24-hour clock. Personally, that common model of a 24-hour clock gets me only a little way towards imagining the immensity of the universe's age. One problem for me with it is that I don't have a mental picture of a clock containing 24 hours. (Our traditional circular clock-faces only go up to 12.) Also, on clocks the numbers go round and round repetitively -- but the universe's age stretches out in linear fashion far into the past with no repetition.
the universe's timeline as a row of books |
With this picture in my mind, one thing in particular stands out: That immense gap between the beginning of our universe and when life finally emerges out of formerly inorganic molecules. Although I know it is my human-centered viewpoint, I cannot help but think of that gap as a time of waiting -- the universe working and "waiting" to make life finally appear. On the other hand, I can look at that relatively short time in which life on Earth has existed and see graphically the power of life itself. It only required life to finally get started before it could take off, leading to millions of species in a relatively short time.
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Do you have any thoughts about humans' being such a short part of the universe's history?
(The Haught quote is from
Christianity and Science by John F. Haught, © 2007, p. xii.)
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In one way it can make us seem to be of less consequence in the universe. But in another way it can make the universe seem all that more immense and amazing. When I think of it in that second way, I can feel more privileged to be a part of something so spectacular.
Perhaps the planet was waiting or perhaps not. I certainly do not believe the UNIVERSE was waiting for life here. Our sun is already in the second generation of stars, which means there has been a long time for life to come (and maybe go) elsewhere. Besides, why should leaves be more beloved by God than rocks?
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