Subtly Not Human

My wife was gone for a week long conference a few weeks ago. I was flying solo with the three youngest, the nine-year old, three-year old and the nine-month old. The older four are either grown and gone or at college. The baby is growing up quickly. Baby food and bottles are giving way to bits of the meals we are all having. Yet, he is still on the verge of popping those first teeth. In this particular landscape of child development, there seems to be a great deal of fluid involved. With all seven of our children, I’ve always been amazed what teething does to babies. Nasty diapers, ear infections, extreme drooling, irritability, chest congestion and sleeplessness are all on the menu. Well, after three relatively sleepless nights, I decided he might be developing an ear infection. Upon conferring with my wife, it was my job to contact the doctor and get an appointment for the little guy.

I decided to get ahead of the phone-call rush family practice staff members usually have as soon as their offices open. Information I had because my wife has worked in a doctor’s office in her own nursing career. I reached out to the number on Google and called around 6am. As expected, I got the call center and not the office. I would get a message in with my number on record and hopefully be in the queue for a call-back as my own morning was developing. I navigated through the prompts until finally the phone rang through and someone answered. At least I thought it was a someone.

I’ve had my share of jobs dealing with the public on the phone and I am pretty good at customer service. The courtesy, responsiveness and tact of the receiver of my call was perfect. Absolutely flawless. For the first two thirds of the call, I was trying to figure out what was happening. Was this a person? Why were the answers so generic and scripted? It could’ve been a person, there were keyboard clacks in the background. But there was something subtly not human about the voice on the other end, something unreal about the consistency and regularity of the keystrokes I was hearing.

No sighs, no stutters, no click of gum being chewed or background office noise, no sniffles or sign of impediment. And then I realized the exact problem. There was no sign of impediment. No struggle or difficulty in the receiver of my call, no taking a beat to think while making sense of an office schedule. There were no points where the voice and I went to talk at the same time and accidentally talked over the other. The program on the other end was doing it’s job flawlessly, and worse, I was following along the whole time, wanting to return the politeness and respond as expected.

I had heard that AI operators were beholden to tell you their system ID and function when asked, “Are you AI?” But I couldn’t do that. The risk of being wrong was too great. Two things. First, if it wasn’t AI and this was a person who’d worked really hard to just be a great operator, I would be embarrassed and maybe offend the potential person on the other end. Second, what’s the big deal, right? It’s just another system in place to make life easier and save the health care system money. Why couldn’t I just use the system, get in line for a call back and go on my way? I’ve now been thinking for weeks why the whole interaction bothered me.

The efficiency and capability of AI in general along with employed AI systems are predicted to do one of two things. The final stage of AI development has the possibility of becoming gods over us. Or, AI’s growth will not outgrow the bounds human beings have placed around it and in the end AI will help us in our quest to become gods ourselves. According to the Bible, human beings desire to supplant God while being unable to match Almighty God in any way. We are like Him, for sure, as we are made in His image. But only in the same way that a statue of my dog is not really my dog. We are statues that long to be the model from which our design is taken. I wonder if AI will be the same. Will a fully self-aware AI then decide to overthrow the image bearers who made it? Or will AI give more glory to a creature who’s pursuit of glory tends to know no boundary itself?

In the end, the AI operator I encountered caught me off guard. I wasn’t expecting it, was initially taken in by it and felt shaken by my indecision to confront the possibility while on the phone. I guess I like my human interaction, well, human. It’s unnerving to me that a machine can pose as human more perfectly than a human can.

Last Snuggles, Last Smiles, Last Sighs

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1 Samuel 1:27–28 (ESV) “For this child I prayed, and the Lord has granted me my petition that I made to him. Therefore I have lent him to the Lord. As long as he lives, he is lent to the Lord.”

You are not bone of my bones, or flesh of my flesh, but you are heart of my heart. My prayer, as you go, is that your life will become one with God in the Spirit of Christ. I love you little boy, you are my son. You are loved no less than any other precious son we have.

We prayed for you. For two years, we thought of that first foster placement. Not knowing that God had you in mind all along. He’s used you to answer all my questions about being a foster father. Could I love someone else’s child like I love our biological children? Would I accept you as part of our household? Would I be able to graft you into the tree of our family? I’ve been reminded of 2 Corinthians…

2 Corinthians 1:20 (ESV) “For all the promises of God find their Yes in him. That is why it is through him that we utter our Amen to God for his glory.”

The answers to all my questions were yes. I think this is because my questions all find their foundation in God’s promises to us in Christ. Does God love us, born of men, as He would His own children? Absolutely Yes. Does He accept us as part of His household when He adopts us? Absolutely Yes. Is He able to graft us into His family, as blood brothers with Christ, so that there is no visible line between us and Him? Absolutely Yes. And so God’s spirit has moved in me with you, little boy. And today we enjoy our last snuggles, last smiles and last little sighs with the ache of letting you go safely to your new family.

Little boy, our Heavenly Father has used you to teach me about His heart. I pray He’s used me to teach you likewise. In creating us, God knew the risk. He knew His heart would be broken. In welcoming you, for all the hope we had of maybe not needing to say goodbye, we now know the similar aching affection I’m sure God has felt repeatedly. I know it’s not exactly the same. For our Lord’s grace has given us a glimpse not of pain, but of loving people through His eyes. Yet, I’m staggered by the heart of God, the depth of His never-ending love for all of us. I pray, little boy, that one day you would be able to celebrate and proclaim the same.

It’s to a good family and to a good place you go. A place of love and belonging. I believe that. We will lay you in your basket upon the waters, with hope and joy at having had you for a little while. We’ve prayed for you to come and we will pray for you daily as you drift on your way. We hold to the belief that we’ve at least changed your life by a degree. We hold to the Lord’s varied angle, that God’s slight alteration of your course will accumulate over your life to a very different destiny than you would have had. And for now, knowing that through God’s Will, by His Word and in His Way, we’ve held you, we can say goodbye and always know, you are most certainly loved.

The Creators of the World

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“My own mind is my own church.”
Thomas Paine, The Age of Reason, 1794

The Scientific Revolution of the 1500’s and 1600’s gave birth to the “Age of Enlightenment” in the mid 1600’s to the late 1700’s. During the Enlightenment the masses began using the scientific method, the way of reason and rationality, as tools of cultural formation. The United States was born because of enlightenment thinking. The Declaration of Independence and US Constitution emerged from the minds of people who wholly believed in reason over magic and superstition. Some of the founders even held rationality and logic as superior to religious faith.

The Enlightenment age led to the Romantic Era (Mid/Late 1800’s to Early 1900’s) which gave way to the Modern Era (1900’s to Mid/Late 1900’s) and then post-Modernism (Late 1900’s to Now). Each era contains remnants of the ones that came before. Over time, major ideas of the former eras die-off while some are kept. We find that today’s thinking has become an “ala carte” venture with smatterings of past thought intermixed with current cultural experience.

The above quote by Thomas Paine is a great example. As people in the new millennium dive deeper into their lived experiences for meaning and identity, we see Paine’s point playing out. We see people worshipping at a “church” of their own mind. They fall in love with, or perhaps despise, their own thoughts, seeking to express, and be affirmed for what flows from their mental altars. At the same time, reason and logic are tossed aside as they arrive at “authentic selves” which often do not match up with facts and reason. Paine’s rejection of God is present in today’s minds while magic and superstition remain; all wrapped in a tight cloak of rationalization over rationalism. They might quote “science” while using none of the scientific method. They might mention evolution while ignoring the engines of Darwin’s theory. For a rational person, it looks like madness. But it’s the grim result of lives spent untethered from concrete meaning which has led to our own 21st Century self-determination. Our fellow human beings truly believe they are creating their own worlds.

We know that culture has largely left enlightenment thinking when our publicly elected officials begin not only affirming these created identities but promoting them as moral, legislating in their favor and enforcing the subsequent laws against detractors. The Enlightenment promised eyes opened and awakened minds to the rational truths surrounding all people. Now that the Enlightenment tenets of reason and logic are dying in American culture, we watch as the blind lead the blind from their corrupted minds to ruinous ends for all who follow them.

What’s a Christian to do?

Christianity has survived every emergence of philosophy and debate since Christ ascended. Belief in the Lord God advanced century to century before the birth of Jesus as the Israelites faced kings, kingdoms, war, exile, and devastation. This is due to what each generation of human beings has come to believe as the foundation of real salvation under God. The endurance of the Christian view of the world begins in one place. There is one God. This God is Lord. This God is Savior. What spans human history, age to age, is the knowledge of and belief in the God of the Bible. Following the fault line of faith in the one true God through the years, we find believers in each generation not just a part of philosophy, art, music, science, medicine, and education, but as pioneers in all disciplines.

The culture will sway proclaiming brave new boundaries broken and “new selves” revealed to the rest of the world. We must remember the human struggle is age old and has not changed. It’s always been the opposite of a staring contest between God and people. He’s desperate to catch our gaze, while we repeatedly look away. God has revealed Himself in each generation of recorded history to the creatures He’s made. But these creatures have decided they’d rather be Him than serve and worship Him. We’d rather be the creators of worlds than subject to the one who’s created the world.

The statements of liberation and independence we hear in culture are nothing new, therefore as human thinking allegedly progresses, we find ourselves still limited, still stuck in what we are. We try to define ourselves by what we do or how we are, yet we find that we are nothing more than we’ve always been, God’s wayward children that He’s calling home. And God, He’s still God, He’s still in control and He’s reaching for all in every era through Jesus Christ.