We just need to think of the definition of science to understand why there needs to be serious research in the field of science from an Islamic lens.
If you have any recollection of what you were taught in kindergarten- When you were a child on the fitrah (Innate natural disposition or inclination towards the truth)
You would realize why it's important that this field be explored through a very basic lens that the Qur'an and sunnah offers.
Allah subhana wa' ta'la in The Qur'an, expects human beings to reflect about the creation of Allah, Al Khaliq, The creator.
And that is exactly what science is.
And that is exactly what science is.
the intellectual and practical activity encompassing the systematic study of the structure and behavior of the physical and natural world through observation and experiment**Definition of science
Allah subhana wa' ta'la asks us to look at the creation of the heavens and the earth- and to reach the conclusion, the awareness of the greatness of the creator who created such a great creation.
But the present scientific trend expects us to lose ourselves in the intellectual abyss- to lose touch with the reality- and to form no conclusions except one conclusion- That science itself must be made into a god.
This paradoxical belief is what atheists- who claim to worship logic- illogically believe.
The Qur'an abolishes the atheist belief of taking science as a god.
The scientific way of thinking is a means to God, which if it's not supplemented with guidance from the Qur'an and the Sunnah, will lead the human being nowhere.
The human being will be lost in his/her entire life in the intellectual abyss, with little or no care for the true purpose of life- which is beyond science.
We all know how fascinating it is to think about the millions of galaxies in our universe, and the billions of stars inhabiting it.
It almost makes the curious scientific observer of the galaxies and stars- the astronomer- have a spiritual awakening of his own insignificance, and then the biologist- has to remind him of the marvelous nature of his own human body- that as macroscopic; as large as the stars inhabiting the galaxies are; his very own human brain and nerves, his very own blood vessels, are other mind boggling things that can be observed with equal-if not greater fascination.
It almost makes the curious scientific observer of the galaxies and stars- the astronomer- have a spiritual awakening of his own insignificance, and then the biologist- has to remind him of the marvelous nature of his own human body- that as macroscopic; as large as the stars inhabiting the galaxies are; his very own human brain and nerves, his very own blood vessels, are other mind boggling things that can be observed with equal-if not greater fascination.
So one might as well wonder, after the astronomer and biologist goes home, when he does something as mundane as drinking a cup of tea, doesn't he feel a pull somewhere inside his very being, asking him to look at those stars again; yet again; and reach a deeper conclusion that none of his human existence might explain?
And perhaps, maybe when that spiritual side of his awakens, he might become aware of greater things in life; such as the human compassion with which his wife made him this tea. And then perhaps; He might feel the warmth of human love for his beloved wife.
But wait! Mr.Astronomer! Aren't you forgetting something? You can't observe, smell or taste compassion. You can't observe, smell or taste love.
Are you going to allow your wife's compassion to defeat science?
Paradox. That's what the atheist feels in his being.
And then maybe; just maybe, as the scientist in him turns into a philosopher; He might recollect his boyhood- in which he solidly recollects a vague sounding name-
God.
And maybe. Just maybe. He will shed that mask of methodical scientist. and become a boy- who is in desperate need of an all encompassing love, mercy, that even his wife can't give him.
And maybe. Just maybe. He will shed that mask of methodical scientist. and become a boy- who is in desperate need of an all encompassing love, mercy, that even his wife can't give him.
And maybe, just maybe, he will understand that this love and mercy that his being desperately longs for, is too great, is greater than the stars he observed-he observed, but can't worship or pray to- because as a scientist, he knows what stars are made of- hot gases- hot gases can't give him the kind of mercy he needs.
And maybe, just maybe, he will understand why he is not a philosopher, and his desperation will produce tears. Because that's all he is. A boy crying out to the Invisible creator of those mighty stars.
God.
And that was his silent prayer, witnessed only by the All-seeing, the All-hearing, the All-knowing.
And the boy found relief.
Because he became
A believer.
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Beautifully written sister. Mashaallah!