Thursday, December 16, 2010

A look at the central argument of "The God Delusion" by Dr. William Lane Craig


On pages 157-8 of his book, Dawkins summarizes what he calls "the central argument of my book." It goes as follows:

1. One of the greatest challenges to the human intellect has been to explain how the complex, improbable appearance of design in the universe arises.

2. The natural temptation is to attribute the appearance of design to actual design itself.

3. The temptation is a false one because the designer hypothesis immediately raises the larger problem of who designed the designer.

4. The most ingenious and powerful explanation is Darwinian evolution by natural selection.

5. We don't have an equivalent explanation for physics.

6. We should not give up the hope of a better explanation arising in physics, something as powerful as Darwinism is for biology.

Therefore, God almost certainly does not exist.
This argument is jarring because the atheistic conclusion that "Therefore, God almost certainly does not exist" seems to come suddenly out of left field. You don't need to be a philosopher to realize that that conclusion doesn't follow from the six previous statements.

Indeed, if we take these six statements as premises of an argument implying the conclusion "Therefore, God almost certainly does not exist," then the argument is patently invalid. No logical rules of inference would permit you to draw this conclusion from the six premises.

A more charitable interpretation would be to take these six statements, not as premises, but as summary statements of six steps in Dawkins' cumulative argument for his conclusion that God does not exist. But even on this charitable construal, the conclusion "Therefore, God almost certainly does not exist" does not follow from these six steps, even if we concede that each of them is true and justified.

What does follow from the six steps of Dawkins' argument? At most, all that follows is that we should not infer God's existence on the basis of the appearance of design in the universe. But that conclusion is quite compatible with God's existence and even with our justifiably believing in God's existence. Maybe we should believe in God on the basis of the cosmological argument or the ontological argument or the moral argument. Maybe our belief in God isn't based on arguments at all but is grounded in religious experience or in divine revelation. Maybe God wants us to believe in Him simply by faith. The point is that rejecting design arguments for God's existence does nothing to prove that God does not exist or even that belief in God is unjustified. Indeed, many Christian theologians have rejected arguments for the existence of God without thereby committing themselves to atheism.

So Dawkins' argument for atheism is a failure even if we concede, for the sake of argument, all its steps. But, in fact, several of these steps are plausibly false. Take just step (3), for example. Dawkins' claim here is that one is not justified in inferring design as the best explanation of the complex order of the universe because then a new problem arises: who designed the designer?

This rejoinder is flawed on at least two counts. First, in order to recognize an explanation as the best, one needn't have an explanation of the explanation. This is an elementary point concerning inference to the best explanation as practiced in the philosophy of science. If archaeologists digging in the earth were to discover things looking like arrowheads and hatchet heads and pottery shards, they would be justified in inferring that these artifacts are not the chance result of sedimentation and metamorphosis, but products of some unknown group of people, even though they had no explanation of who these people were or where they came from. Similarly, if astronauts were to come upon a pile of machinery on the back side of the moon, they would be justified in inferring that it was the product of intelligent, extra-terrestrial agents, even if they had no idea whatsoever who these extra-terrestrial agents were or how they got there. In order to recognize an explanation as the best, one needn't be able to explain the explanation. In fact, so requiring would lead to an infinite regress of explanations, so that nothing could ever be explained and science would be destroyed. So in the case at hand, in order to recognize that intelligent design is the best explanation of the appearance of design in the universe, one needn't be able to explain the designer.

Secondly, Dawkins thinks that in the case of a divine designer of the universe, the designer is just as complex as the thing to be explained, so that no explanatory advance is made. This objection raises all sorts of questions about the role played by simplicity in assessing competing explanations; for example, how simplicity is to be weighted in comparison with other criteria like explanatory power, explanatory scope, and so forth. But leave those questions aside. Dawkins' fundamental mistake lies in his assumption that a divine designer is an entity comparable in complexity to the universe. As an unembodied mind, God is a remarkably simple entity. As a non-physical entity, a mind is not composed of parts, and its salient properties, like self-consciousness, rationality, and volition, are essential to it. In contrast to the contingent and variegated universe with all its inexplicable quantities and constants, a divine mind is startlingly simple. Certainly such a mind may have complex ideas—it may be thinking, for example, of the infinitesimal calculus—, but the mind itself is a remarkably simple entity. Dawkins has evidently confused a mind's ideas, which may, indeed, be complex, with a mind itself, which is an incredibly simple entity. Therefore, postulating a divine mind behind the universe most definitely does represent an advance in simplicity, for whatever that is worth.

Other steps in Dawkins' argument are also problematic; but I think enough has been said to show that his argument does nothing to undermine a design inference based on the universe's complexity, not to speak of its serving as a justification of atheism.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Bleeding out

"I want to bleed until I have nothing left to bleed but YOU"

These are not the words of a masochist in any way shape or form, but today I was reminded of a prayer I found myself praying  what seems forever ago.  The very core of which stands in quotes above.  

It was our first prayer meeting since I had been back  at MCD/OSL after  110+ days on "the rock" in beautiful  no where  alaska.  And, in that moment I didn't realize how big of a mess my life was.  I just knew  my hearts biggest beat above the noise was to  serve God and live a life for the one who had lavished so much love on me even when I was in absolute  faithlessness knowing Him.

I closed my eyes tightly and prayer, rather balled my eyes out, not knowing why. There was simply this overwhelming sense of need to.   It started as a prayer for  the "lost,"  the "broken,"   the "blind,"  it led to a prayer for my friends, my family, and ended finally with me broken before God  asking him to empty me of everything in my life until  others saw only HIM when I bled.

What I knew now that I Didn't' know then:  Many times in life we feel wounded and we lash out.  I'm not bashing this lashing.  It truly is our human nature, a survival instinct there for a reason. The thing is though, when we become new creatures in Christ there is the potential to rise above this storm.   If in the moments of our lives where it realy counts  the love, peace, wisdom of God can be found instead of a self screaming  for preservation or  from past pains then a truly powerful God has the opportunity to minister in, to, and through us in ways not typical.   The Peace that passes understanding referenced in scriptures does not come from God calming the storm around us but rather being found within  us   in the midst of the storm.

There is  painful process we must go through though as believers I feel the church typically neglects to tell us about at the onset of any rational choice we make for God- complete DEATH to self, which can be difficult since most of us don't even know how to gauge the depths of our own heart.  Actually, it's impossible to do apart from God because of that very reason, we need Him to reveal those depths to us through process.  Until we do so, the only us that will ever be seen is   in the middle of mess  is that fragmented, insecure,  instinctual creature that lashes attempting to keep others at safe and controlled distances- especially amidst tumultuous situations.  How much can we truly bring to the table in such a condition? 

Now, dont' get me wrong.  God wants us to come broken.  But, it's so he can be found amidst the  cracks.  When that self dies  that is afraid to let people near our depths and brokenness it's usually a sign that we've let God  move so deeply in us that even in those areas of our life  He can and will be found.  Even if someone tries to hurt us again they will fall short their intent when God himself takes the hit with us, and maybe they will even find Him taking hold of their lives through an unexpected encounter in the most unlikely of places.  

I don't know about you but I am a broken and fragmented mess so when it is mee that shines through it's never a beautiful graceful moment.   It's more my fears, worries, and pains.   This is why I needed that prayer above.  This is why I still need it.  

Shortly after I originally prayed it I found myself bleeding the ugly left and right   out of painful circumstance whether  self inflicted,   obviously out of my hands, or merely perceived.  The funny thing was though  in the middle of it I KNEW  God was there and in time  through  the ups and the downs he began to be found more and more in areas of my life where once He could not be. 




failure expounded...


.. after writing my note and a quote on the subject I got everything in person  from a thank you to a .... you're just making excuses for people to not excell in life.  

My point was  not to role over and die  content in nothing in life.  It was simply not to let failure define you but how you respond in the middle of it.   God  can be glorifed in all parts of our lives.  End of story.  Our response is key.  If we own something, grow from it, show grace in the moment, you'd be surpised at where light can shine and where we can find  the foundation to launch into the most extroidinary of places we never thought we'd find outselves.  

Sometimes our shortcoming can be part of the divine appointment.   It's not through success alone that we grow.  As a matter of fact, it's seldom from success that we grow.  

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Praise- By ME

God is beautiful
When I am weak
He is most glorified
WHen I am broken
His being holds me together
and forms me into 
something new


I see a wreck
God sees a chance
god sees hope
God has faith


I cry
God picks me up
I laugh
God is right there
in the laughter
Laughing with me
smiling with me
Finding joy
with me


God is beautiful
to me


Grace Outlasts Pain -by ed derby


I thought this was worth posting thought it's not my own words..



The eternal cause of pain is not clear; it wears a mask. But because God is good, we have hope of a ‘good’ eternal cause to our temporal conflicts. The Apostle Paul writes that we should not mourn like those that have no hope. Lewis says that this command must certainly be “addressed to our betters,” because, “What St. Paul says can comfort only those who love God better than the dead, and the dead better than themselves.”

Perhaps the difficulty of pain gives way to God’s reason for it. Lewis says that it’s not that God comes with consolation for us, but rather, “the necessity to die daily: however often we think we have broken the rebellious self we shall still find it alive… and this process cannot be without pain.”

We know that God is the giver and sustainer of life and that our life and breath are borrowed from him.

Yet, pain was not originally part of human life, says Lewis. It came as a result of the Fall. It’s also not our choice, most of time. Pain comes by way of our environment or our genes but we often stand unaware until it produces a crisis. No matter if it’s our own making or one we’ve fallen into, the gravity of death is something we can’t fix. Lewis, in fact, talks about pain as a gift from God because it spurs us toward reconciliation with him.

In A Grief Observed, Lewis relates God to a surgeon, dentist, and vet, using pain to awaken his creation to dependence on Him. Labeling pain as a gift is something that we can do if we believe that God is orchestrating our life for a higher good. Lewis believes that God does not project our neediness without filling the void. He quotes George MacDonald in The Problem of Pain, “The Son of God suffered unto death, not that men might not suffer, but that their sufferings might be like His.” It’s not easy to swallow but suffering, then, is a shared experience with God himself, through Jesus. Depending on your view of the crucifixion, Jesus suffered to pay the penalty and open the doors of heaven to us. Perhaps our suffering ushers forward the same sort of consciousness. That’s what Lewis seems to be saying.

Lewis asks, “What reason have we, except our own desperate wishes, to believe that God is, by any standard we can conceive, ‘good’?” His answer: “We set Christ against it.” In another place he says, “The crucifixion itself is the best, as well as the worst, of all historical events…”

We’re left with the truth that God knows our pain. Christ’s death and the dark afternoon that followed it are proof that the universality of pain climbs above the stars and skirts close to God himself. Even with this familiarity, a stubbed toe hurts and our hope still appears hollow at times. That’s the point.

Lewis learned the truth of the two sides of Psalm 23. King David starts out, “The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.” Up to this point, the perspective is arm’s length. The pronouns suggest it, but as Lewis experiences with the death of his wife, when the salt of life gets mixed up in its wound, it becomes personal. The remaining part reads, “I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.”

God may not fix the pain when the rope breaks and we fall into valleys as thick as thieves, but he will commune with us in our suffering and hope that it helps to fit and form us into dependent souls - dependent on his grace as Lewis so often returns to on both The Problem of Pain and A Grief Observed.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Light in the Dark




D
id you know that despite Maslow’s hierarchy many in countries that are plagued by famine, grief  and war still find themselves higher up the  pyramid when it comes to their ability to  self actualize despite the lack of what we perceive to be a means of meeting the basic levels such as our bountiful  fast food restaurants, meals where you eat til you are full and throw the rest away, houses made of brick, and cable T.V.   In the midst of war, poverty and disease, all the B.S. of day to day  seems to be put in perspective  and true joy actually has more room to find itself amidst  loss, casualty, and despair.   When a refugee has no ‘home’  by it’s old definitions they find  a ‘home’ within self and relationships with others in their community that becomes    even more solid and founded than our flaky ideals in a satiated culture  oozing with overflow from  junk we allow to  meet legitimate needs but that will  never really  satisfy, last, or withstand any real  life  storms.    It’s amazing where you can find God if you look.  

simple yet profound


I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day, and I believe in miracles.

-Audrey Hepburn

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Beauty amidst the mess

"God didn't die to save the perfect people of this world. He died to save the imperfect broken ones. It's in their fractured hearts He finds the most room to make His dwelling, filling every crevice. Its in this we are most able to see God's Hands."
-from God

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Dear Mr. Candy Man

Well... today was full of homework homework homework so I had no deep thoughts  whatsoever aside from  I can't wait until finals are done!  So,   I decided to lighten the air at the end of my night I'm going to see a movie, but, before I do I'm going to leave you with a repost of a funny I wrote based off a real life traumatic experience I had just before thanksgiving.  :) I hope you enjoy it.


Dear Mr. Candy man,

Please do not create such an atrocity every again! 

Today, I went into an office at school I saw what looked like seemingly average peppermints with their red and white swirls sitting in a basket, staring back at me, and calling my name.  Me and my addiction to all things refreshingly mint decided to snag a few.  Upon getting back to my vehicle and opening one I found the flavor a bit odd and confusing. I was left distraught, but it was too late! This was no mint!  This was a fruit  candy cleverly disguised as  a breath mint! WHY GOD WHY!  Now I am stuck with fruity goodness where I once craved minty freshness. 
 
When something is as  visually known  as the classic peppermint swirl candy one should never create a product that looks EXACTLY THE SAME... I have attached a photo of the remaining heathens in my hand to prove my case.  It should be viewed as grievously as identity theft is.  Essentially that is what these little candies  have done, they have taken the well known identity  of a breath mint(externally) but  will never give those  who seek them, unwittingly,  that which they desire.  

This is now on my list of things that should never be or have been. Second only David bowie in spandex on Labyrinth(which happens to be one of my favorite movies).

Sincerely, 

Your candy critic

Melanie

Thursday, November 25, 2010

ALIVE



What Follows is simply a poem I penned not to long ago that seemed to get a lot of hits.  I hope you like it.  

ALIVE
Night falls
Darkness beats back day
Clouds cover skies
Random thoughts run
Random thoughts flood
Trying to beat me back
Like wave upon shore
Breaking, eroding, forging
At times
The storms of life
Attempt to blanket
Attempts to shine
to smile
to be
Like cloud covered skies
Holding back the stars
Yet even amidst the turmoil
The brightest stand up
Holding to light within
And faint light sent
Even on cloud covered nights
Makes its' way
showing the dreamer is
and will always be
ALIVE

Important Lesson Learned:


note to self: when cooking brownies it is not only important to turn on the over to the appropriate temperature, follow the mixing directions, and set the timer. It is also important to actually place the brownies themselves into the oven.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Nostalgia


So, last night, I surprised my dad and little sister when they I came home early.  I wasn't suppose to see them at all actually.  Good thing I got a speeding ticket the end of the summer and my paper work came in the mail late, lol.
It's funny, I had a dream bout her  a few weeks ago and then woke up to a txt message on my phone saying "Gabby wants you to call."  In the dream I saw a girl much taller and thinner than the one I left to go back for my final semesters of collage.  Now, in perso,n she looks exactly like she did in the  dream- all  grown up.  My heart melted, and my heart melted even more when she pulled out of the driveway with my dad saying "can we bring melanie."  She  looked like she was going to bust into tears when we said good bye again because she knew she wouldn't see me again until Christmas.   I think I never knew what it was to be emotionally attached until her.  Gosh.  Now I'm a big mush ball.  I may have cried when no one was looking. 
But, before she left  we played a game of hide and seek.  It was load of fun... however, this one question gripped my heart as  she lept out from every corner more excited to be found than hide.   When did we loose our want to be found?  When did staying in our  microcosm of self first become our  harbor instead of  being found out by others.  It is a beautiful thing to  put everything out there, even if it gets crushed or rejected, or misunderstood.   I want to return to being a child and have no fears, no akward moments,  just unabashedly  throw myself out there  and find joy in the vulnerability.  

Let's Celebrate!


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Tuesday, November 23, 2010

The simple things in life...

So, today, along with setting up this blog, working through my 5 loads of laundry  I brought home with me from school, and doing homework.... I decided to *drum role please*   BAKE A CAKE!  Hence the photo next to this post of the scrumdidilyumptiouse batter.  The cake itself is not done at the moment, but I decided to feature this photo anyways, because  to me the licking of cake batter is one of the most profoundly simple joys in life.  Who realy bakes a cake just to eat it  once it's done?

Hello...

Well, This is my first official blog on my first ever official blog site.  All you who check in here and know me will know I have been an avid blogger for a while  on such mediums  as Facebook, and tumblr,  myspace, and the ancient zanga.  However, this is my first attempt at truly blogging to titillate the senses of others and  make some money for an upcoming missions trip.  :) That's right!  You can make money on here, hence the adds at the bottom of my page.   I'm going to post a few old writings up to get rolling and beg and implore all my friends and family who see this to  pass the word on for others to at least drop in and check out my page.  Each hit and follower  helps! Thank you so much for dropping in  here. YOU ROCK!
  
Fair warning though!  I think a lot and enjoy writing on everything that comes my way from  thoughts on the out of this world, to thoughts on politics, to  brushing my teeth as i wake.  :) I see life as beautiful and intriguing in every respect of the way so I hope you enjoy this blog and it  takes you outside the box.