
From Last Lesson: We know that they (robots, machines) actually perform better than human beings in measuring, comparing, making exact observations flawlessly; they are more accurate, more “scientific.”
But here is what no robot, under any circumstances, will ever be able to do: to be filled with wonder, to be awed, to have feelings, to be moved by tenderness, to rejoice, to see what can’t be seen by measurement or analysis of any kind. No robot will hear those unheard sounds that give birth to music and poetry; no robot will ever cry, or trust. But without all this doesn’t our world become colorless, boring and, I would say, unnecessary? Oh yes, planes and spaceships will fly ever further and faster. But where to and what for? Oh yes, laboratories will conduct their analyses with ever increasing accuracy. But to what end? “For the good of humanity,” I’m told. I understand, so this means that one day we will have a healthy, well fed, self-satisfied human being walking about, who will be totally blind, totally deaf and totally unaware of his deafness and blindness.
“Unless I see, I won’t believe, I can’t believe.” Clearly, however, observable experience, empirical data, is just one form of knowledge, the most elementary, and therefore the lowest, form. Empirical analysis is useful and necessary, but to reduce all human knowledge to this level is like trying to comprehend the beauty of a painting by a chemical analysis of its paint. What we call faith is at a second and higher level of human knowledge, without which, it can be claimed, man would be unable to live even a single day. Every person believes in something or someone, so the only question is whose faith, whose vision, whose knowledge of the world corresponds more accurately and more completely to the richness and complexity of life.
Some say that the resurrection of Christ must be a fabrication since the dead can’t and don’t rise. That’s true, if there’s no God. However, if God does exists, then death must be overthrown, since God cannot be a God of decay and death. Others will then say: but there is no God, since no one has seen Him. Yet how then do you account for the experience of millions of people who joyfully affirm that they have seen, not with their physical eyes, but with a profound and certain inner sight? Two thousand years have passed, but when the joyful proclamation “Christ is risen!” descends as if from heaven, all still send out the same triumphant response, “Truly He is risen!”
Is it really true that you neither see nor hear? Is it really true that in the deepest part of your consciousness, away from all analysis, measurements and palpation, you neither see nor feel an undying, radiant light, you do not hear the sounds of an eternal voice: “I am the way, the resurrection and the life . . .”? Is it really true that in the depth of your soul you do not recognize Christ within others, within me, answering Doubting Thomas, “Blessed are those who have not seen, and yet have believed”?

1 Stephen Crane, “The Open Boat,” The Norton Anthology of American Literature, vol. 2 (Norton and Co., 1979).
Unless otherwise noted, Scripture taken from the New King James Version®, NKJV © 1982 by Thomas Nelson.
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