Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Nope...there's no such thing as simple


My husband-to -be really should have gotten a clue that he was not in for a simple married life when I thought it was a good idea to grow our own daisies for our wedding . It’s not that I don’t want a simple life…it’s just that it seems to be…well, impossible. It’s also compounded by the fact that the grand ideas I have generally become too big for me to handle and then I drag every willing and unwilling soul in to help. Daisies really were just the beginning…

Our son’s 4th birthday party with a dinosaur theme quickly involved building giant paper mache volcanoes  that erupted. This of course begged dry ice and baking soda and vinegar and an extensive play list of dinosaur marching songs…while my husband quietly wondered what was wrong with a party at Chucky Cheese. He was probably lamenting this while he helped the Dinosaur Bounce House lady tie down the ferocious  fire breathing  monster that threatened to take down the fence in our back yard as it was being put up.

Or there was the time I volunteered to help my son’s entire first grade class of 22 students bake Amish bread cornucopias from scratch for a Thanksgiving craft. Yes, I realize I didn’t think it would take half the night to make, roll out, cut and prep several hundred little strips of dough. Or that  baking a bazillion cornucopias and adding sweet little Thanksgiving notes to them in the 3 hours I had from when the kids finished making them to when they needed them to bring home would require more than just my two hands and good intentions.

We won’t even mention when I tried to make the entire family’s Star Wars Halloween costumes using fabric glue, or the Medieval Birthday party where we made all the shields from scratch and had a family crest and a life sized dragon sewn to hang on the walls.

 And I wonder why my husband whimpers whenever I announce, “I’ve been thinking…”

But you know…they all turn out, in the end, really well, in that memories are made that our kids bask in and never forget about.  Schemes that come to fruition  when it’s all said and done were worth the crazy effort put into it. And I am so grateful for a husband and family that realize that, with me, there is no such thing as simple…

You see, that’s why I understand, what I am sure, is the righteous indignation of the Amoeba.

It is so often dubbed a “simple one celled life form”. Or one of the first basic forms of life to evolve from the primordial stew”. Hmmph!  Simple indeed! If you care to look a little closer, there is no such thing as simple with an Amoeba… and the assertion that it could have simply happened by random collisions of simple proteins…is well, laughable. Dare I say it? Impossible by chance.

Because I understand that it is an insult to be labeled as “simple” … I stand with the amoeba to plead its case.

Evolutionary scientists theorize that simple chemicals in a “pre-biotic” earth linked together, perhaps when lightning struck the earth to form amino acids and then, simple proteins. Given enough time (millions of years) and random collisions, these proteins were able to organize and eventually form simple life forms. Enter the Amoeba, simple archaic bacteria and other one celled organisms.

Sounds plausible? I suppose…

Stanley Miller, a professor at the University of Chicago, was able to create simple amino acids by trying to recreate, what he theorized, was a replication of the chemicals in the primordial soup. This experiment was lauded by famous scientists and printed in biology text books nationwide. Many thought this was proof that simple amino acids, and therefore simple life forms, could be created randomly.

However, after many years it was shown by many scientists, including some at NASA, that the earth’s atmosphere could not possibly have contained the gases used in this experiment… thus invalidating the whole experiment. Interestingly enough, this experiment is still taught as fact in many schools and is still in text books even today!

Evolutionary scientists are still wringing their hands trying to figure out how those first amino acids (which are the building blocks of the proteins that make up our body) could have been randomly formed. I could give them a few ideas found in Genesis 1…hmmmmm

Before I go back to defending the Amoeba, I should say, one of the tenets on which biology is found is that there is no such thing as spontaneous generation of living things. That is, we no longer believe maggots arose spontaneously from rotting meat and other such notions that went out with the realization the world wasn’t flat. However, evolutionary science would have to somehow make an exception to this law to claim living things such as my amoeba came from non living things like methane gas and lightning.

But, let’s give these scientists a little latitude for a moment…a little rope, if you will. Let’s say they were able to organize these amino acids into simple proteins. Let’s say that randomly these proteins overcome a host of issues that can’t be explained by any evolutionary scientist (such as chirality, but that’s another blog entirely) and there in the bubbling early earth soup were all the proteins needed to create life…what would happen then? Think about it. Would that be enough to prove living things could be created by the gathering together of the right proteins?

Let’s bring in our amoeba. Her name is Amazing Amy. She is one celled and a sophisticated, independent, assertive phenomenon. She is beautiful and moves with fluid motion as she goes about her business.


She gathers her own food and digests it, she avoids danger, she keeps the chemical and water balance of her body constant and when she grows to a certain size, copies her DNA and makes a little daughter cell clone to carry on the tradition. 

Did you gloss over that bombshell you just read?

Read that last sentence again. Did you miss the part where it said DNA?  Yes, friends, Deoxyribonucleic acid!  

Say that wonderfully convoluted word again because it is every bit as complicated as it sounds, and then some!

DNA is the blueprint for life. Every single living thing needs DNA so that the code for every detail and action that is performed within its body will have a set of instructions to follow.  No organism can be counted as a living thing if it does not have DNA!

Why is DNA so important?

1.  1. It carries all the genetic information for an organism. Every protein that is made happens only because DNA has a specific code to manufacture the amino acids that make the protein, then it puts these amino acids together in the right order, then it folds the protein into just the right shape, then it sends the protein where it needs to go to perform its job. Multiply that by the thousands of unique proteins in an organism and you see the daunting task DNA has. Protein cannot be made without  DNA!

2.  2.Information is passed down to the next generation through DNA. There is a very complex system through which DNA makes copies of itself and then divides the cell so more copies of itself will be made. Organisms cannot make babies without DNA.


3.  3.DNA is very complicated!! It is one thing for evolutionary scientists to say that very simple amino acids can be formed through random collisions (when they have tinkered with the conditions to make it optimal). It is quite another to say DNA could be made randomly.

     DNA contains the alphabet from which the words and sentences and the great novel from which living things are made

     If the Encyclopedia Britannica was cut up into its individual letters and then thrown in the air millions of times, do you suppose it would fall to the ground in such a way that the letters would be in the same order and meaning they were in before the Encyclopedia  was cut up? I’ll let you answer that one, because that’s what it would take for DNA to form randomly. There is no such thing as a simple organism because all organisms are based on extremely complicated DNA.

Amazing Amy Amoeba would like me to tell you she is not simple and random. She is not a coincidence! She’s got DNA folks and she’s got skills! She’s sassy and sophisticated and the very opposite of simple!


Instead Amazing Amy is an expression of the complexity that could only come from an Intelligent, Omniscient, Divine mind. My Amy is a testament to the Glory of an all Powerful God! My Amy knows, as I do, that also for God, there is no such thing as simple!


























Thursday, January 5, 2012

That hole in my heart...and that hole in my heart



“I think you WILL have this baby today! Just try to make it after 10pm as I have tickets to the theater in Boston!"

With this news I gave my doctor a huge hug and cast a smug “I told you so” smile at the nurse who had minutes before insisted I make an appointment for the next week even though I told her I was in labor.

What followed was an amazingly fun day, considering I was about to have a baby in less than 9 hours. One that could only happen if you’d been on bedrest for 4 months and were determined to recapture some lost time. 

In the 2 weeks since being off bedrest, I, my husband and my 38 week belly had gone to the beach, gone baby stuff shopping, room decorating and just the day before on a walking visit of Boston.  Now that I had a precious few hours left, we went to the chiropractor and out for a Chinese food dinner. 

It wasn’t until I had to close my eyes and tell the waiter to “hold a sec” for my order as I breathed through a contraction that came every 5 minutes that I figured we might want to get home and get our things together. (I did finish my General Tsao’s chicken though. I had heard they didn’t feed you at the hospital if you were in labor and I was determined not to be hungry)!

Labor at the hospital was…relaxing and enjoyable. I kid you not. My husband and the nurse watched the Yankees play the Red Sox and I hung out in a Jacuzzi tub. My doctor whisked in (after our nurse had done all the work) at about 11:30 and at 11:58 I had a beautiful  baby boy in my arms.. He was bright eyed and pink and never uttered a sound except a gurgled greeting. He looked around (and I swear gave me a wink) and then put his head down with an “I got this, Mama” look on his face.

It was interesting to me that he didn’t cry. I thought all babies did. But I guess my boy was too cool to seem less than completely in charge of the situation. That “too cool for school” attitude remains even now.

It wasn’t until years later that I had a full understanding of the absolute miracle that took place when my boy took his first breath. (One of thousands of miracles to be sure, but this one absolutely floors me. every.single. time.)

Think about it: prior to being born, Mama took care of everything. She did the breathing, eating, taking out the trash and Junior just sat there kicking my ribs while the umbilical cord and Mama did all the hard work.

His heart had no need to pump blood to the lungs to pick up oxygen, because, well because Mama had already sent over a fresh supply. (I’m beginning to see a theme here…).

In an adult’s (actually anyone post being born) lungs, blood is pumped over from the heart, and there in the lungs, the blood picks up a fresh supply of oxygen and gets rid of the carbon dioxide waste.

In an unborn child’s heart, the lungs do not take in oxygen and the heart does not pump blood over to pick oxygen up (as Mama has already provided fresh, oxygen-rich blood and sent it to the heart via the umbilical cord).

Instead – the heart bypasses the lungs almost altogether. Kinda hard to imagine, but it does so because the heart develops with a hole in it between the right and left side (the hole is called the foramen ovale). To oversimplify what takes place, instead of the blood going from the right side of the heart to the lungs, the blood is shunted back to the left side of the heart through this hole. The left side of the heart then sends it to the rest of the body. 

The right side of the heart essentially has a 9 month vacation since the lungs do not have any work for it to do. The hole through the middle of the heart ensures that this happens. This works great while the baby is unborn and Mama is literally breathing for him.

Listen very carefully to this next part. It blows my mind every time I think of it. It’s go time and Junior is born. Bright lights, cold room – a shock to the system to say the least. Junior’s heart must immediately change its anatomy so that blood can immediately start being shunted to the lungs so that with that first wail (a beautiful sound to Mama), there will be a transport system for oxygen to the lungs, then back to the heart and then to the rest of the body.

Mama ain’t takin’ out the trash and mainlining oxygen no more babycakes! Time to do it yourself! Yes, I know we gave Junior zero warning that suddenly this hole in your heart  would have to close up and the heart suddenly have to change form and function, but it needs to happen now, immediately…if you want to survive!

I hope you got the gravity of what just happened. I hope you understood that no child would survive if their heart did not suddenly change its way of transporting oxygen by changing form and function the instant he took his first breath. 

NO. CHILD.WOULD. SURVIVE.  

God in His perfect, omniscient creation made the heart to do this –the.very.first time. Junior did not have the luxury of waiting millions of years while evolution fiddled with the DNA so this could happen. Junior had a few seconds…to breathe or not to breathe. To survive or not to survive.

My son took his very first breath and turned a lovely shade of pink. He did not give the usual scream of indignation that babies usually do when presented to this cold, loud world. Maybe he knew his Mama would figure out a way to dote on him and still give him almost every thing he needed. Maybe the hour of me relaxing in the the jacuzzi made him mellow too. He's a smart one, my boy J.

I am so grateful God made it so that hole in our hearts would be closed up when we took our first breath. I am also grateful that He left a spiritual hole in our hearts. One, that only He can fill. That God shaped hole in each of our hearts.

 Ecclesiates 3:11 says
11 He has amade everything beautiful in its time. Also, he has put eternity into man’s heart, yet so that he cannot bfind out what God has done from the beginning to the end.

In our hearts, we all yearn for that which is outside of us and greater than us. We long to know God, and thankfully just as He provided a way for each newborn baby, he already made a way for us to know Him.

Christ is the visible image of the invisible God. He existed before anything was created and is supreme over all creation, (Colossians 1:15).

So as God lovingly made a plan for us as we were born, he lovingly became man himself, ironically coming as a baby…to fix our hearts…to be our provider…to make a way where He could meet all the desires of our hearts…to give us a way to become part of His family. God alone could fill that hole…and He alone could fill that hole.