With something like sixty college credit hours of science classes under my belt, I guess I’ve gained my fair share of knowledge about how the world (and everything in it) works. Every single class obviously brings its challenges (gluconeogenesis or sympathetics anyone?), but I couldn’t imagine studying anything else but the intricate and incredible functioning of living things, especially when it comes to the human body. Last semester I took an intense histology course, I’m now in microbiology, and I’m still leading sections as a TA for the upper level human anatomy lab I took last year. I’ve felt a renewed sense of awe with our God the Creator with every lecture and lab session as a science major. I will never understand how so many people make science and faith contradicting aspects of life. I could have a friendly [heated] discussion about that for days with anyone, and I don’t have any personal political or religious agendas – simply infinite wonder rooted in a scientific, finite mind. Sure there are days when I seriously question why I chose to take this narrow, long, and many times uphill road. There are more days, though, when the more I study the more my fascination grows. I am certain that I found my passion of what I truly love.
- The miraculous architecture of the bones of the skull that form foramina allowing vessels and nerves to reach and leave the brain.
- Microscopically perfect arrangements of microtubules to form cilia, giving cells movement and filtration.
- The insanely consistent physiology of action potentials and nerve synapses behind every single thought and motion.
- The unbelievable characteristics and design of bone tissue that make processes like osseointegration possible – which I’ll get to witness every day in my career.
- A perfectly synchronized enzyme orchestra in glycolysis to fuel literally everything our bodies are doing at this very second.
I am confident that dental school will bring immensely more of these moments when my brain says “WOW.”
May we never lose our wonder.
“For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.” – Psalm 139:13-16 ESV