House spoke to me today, for the first time in a long time. I’m finally catching up on the 8th and last season, and I watched the one about the nun and Chase’s deep and sudden connection to her. No, I’m not about to enter monastery, nor have I had any recent near-death experiences, but I feel her predicament in how she finds it difficult to maintain her faith when everyone and everything–both scientists and simply her worldly desires–are pushing against that. Actually, that’s still not quite right for me… less of the worldly desires and just the world, in general, advocating against me.
Do you know how hard it is to assert faith in God in medicine? In any natural science discipline, for that matter? It goes against the principles of any basic science: you can’t see it, you can’t touch it, you can’t detect its presence with an X-ray, you can’t irradiate it and watch all the symptoms disappear. It’s so entirely personal and people experience it all so differently that it is impossible to explain within the logic of science or the natural world. You can absolutely see its effect on people; just like a tumour presents with high white blood cell count, God presents in people indirectly, and faith changes people significantly. Hell, it can even heal their mental (and often physical) symptoms, better than any chemo. But try explaining that to somebody in a white coat and watch the dismissal on their face as they regard you as someone clinging onto a hope via blind faith.