It's Sunday and another drop-dead beautiful day. The Saints managed to hold on and win against the St. Louis Rams. Other than that, it's been a quiet, at-home day - time to reflect on things (other than my pet peeves).

It's also the first weekend for awhile that I haven't had my grandson to play with . What a bundle! He's seven and a half months old and rules the world. He is, of course, the best baby ever born!! And, he is the inspiration for today's blog.

Acorns Beget Oak Trees

So, now scientists can clone - replicate a living creature from cells, DNA, extracted from the host. Scientists delve beyond tissue and cells to examine molecules within the cell. Perhaps this is a step towards understanding the mysteries of life and certainly it will have significant ramifications in the medical and biophysical fields. But, it doesn’t compare with CREATION!

Two cells meet, by happenstance, no formal introductions . . . but before you know it, there’s a zygote!! And, everything it needs to know, it has from conception! As it grows exponentially, species, gender, flesh, limbs, organs, eyelashes . . . all the appropriate parts emerge. And, more, its potential and all the dynamics of maturation are imbued. Although, over millennia, life forms evolve; on any given day, mammals do not give birth to fish or fowl. Acorns do not beget pine trees. And most of the time, it comes out right - maybe even perfect!

Look up from the microscope and try to calculate how many times, in how many ways, with how many life forms, this occurs daily . . . has occurred . . . will occur. If your mind isn’t boggled, there’s something wrong. If you don’t feel a certain measure of wonder and awe, in the truest most literal sense of the words, your life is devoid of meaning and disconnected from the Spirit that created and sustains us.

With every breath, there is an opportunity to experience, and acknowledge, a miracle.

The most beautiful and profound emotion we can experience is the sensation of the mystical. It is the sower of all true science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead. To know that what is impenetrable to us really exists, manifesting itself as the highest wisdom and the most radiant beauty, which our dull faculties can comprehend only in their primitive forms – this knowledge, this feeling, is the center of true religion.

Albert Einstein