As we got older, we learned about these things and many others. We learned about astronomy and that the stars are really big like the sun, many even bigger, and not a collection of connect-the-dot puzzles in the sky. We learned about metamorphosis in biology and the miracle of the butterfly became just a step in a scientific process, yawn. We learned how and why many things work, at least on the direct, superficial level, and the wonders disappeared one by one until, for many of us, there were no wonders and no miracles left. And, without wonders and miracles, we may have decided there was no God. But lets take a look at this again.

    Does the fact the scientists can explain the steps of complete metamorphosis really make the process any less miraculous? Not really. Does learning that the start are not tiny lights make the Big Dipper go away? No, it doesn't. Simply because somebody can explain the steps of a process, the chemicals that trigger it, or the type of energy that powers it really change the nature of the thing itself? Of course not. Nor does it explain why any of it is happening. Why bother with the multiple steps of metamorphosis instead of just having the butterfly give birth to another live butterfly? Why does matter in the universe clump into stars and galaxies?

    In short, there are still plenty of things to wonder about, and still plenty of reasons to believe in God, so don't let a little knowledge wipe out your sense of wonder and leave you depressed in a gray world. Make an effort to look around you and wonder at the flowers and the honey bees, the miracles of birth, and the joy of new discoveries. And never forget that, behind it all, is the spiritual world, which is even more miraculous.