One of my friends, the most brilliant man I know, is a molecular biologist. He is also a Dominican priest, equally at home speaking to world-class scientists on the aging of cells as he is speaking to ordinary people on submitting to the direction of the Holy Spirit in all that they do, including such simple things as deciding what path to take to go home.
One day, we were discussing the fruitful relationship between faith and reason. He said that he held the Catholic faith because of, literally, “everything,” or as I like to call it, The Everything. It is not only its explanatory power that appeals, but its power to bring us into ever-deeper relationship with the infinite and inexplicable: beauty, goodness, personal being, love, God Himself.
What might we expect of such a faith? Chesterton said it was like a key that fit the wondrously specific indentations of the lock of reality. Of such a key we might say two apparently contradictory things.
The Key that Fits the Lock Anthony Esolen