The story is fascinating, and Miller's storytelling is exceptional. And yes, apparently, according to modern taxonomists, fish don't technically exist as a category. But that's not really the point. On one level, this is a story about David Starr Jordan, prominent fish finder and taxonomist, founding president of Stanford University, and a man who never seemed to give up pursuing his goals despite overwhelming challenges in both his personal and professional life. Miller, battling her own struggles with depression and pursuit of meaning in life, examines Jordan's life in an attempt to find hope that order can be wrought from chaos. Safe to say she doesn't quite find what she was looking for, but the journey is worth following.
At a deeper level, this book is really about philosophy and worldview. I found it fascinating precisely because it would be difficult to find someone whose worldview is more different from my own. Lulu Miller, science correspondent for NPR, is a committed atheist and Darwin disciple, convinced that "Chaos is the only sure thing in this world, and the master that rules us all." (3) Humans are but one among millions of species evolved from common ancestry, whose belief that we are superior to others is merely a "positive illusion"—a helpful trait, but not based in objective reality. Yet, like Jordan, the subject of her study, writes in his book The Philosophy of Despair," she believes that in the midst of the depressing reality that life has no ultimate purpose, "Happiness comes from doing, helping, working, loving, fighting, conquering, from the exercise of functions; from self-activity." In other words, while ultimate meaning does not exist in a chaotic universe, it is possible to find joy and purpose in our day-to-day lives, so long as we possess the willpower to overcome our natural despair. Science, of course, holds the key to unlocking our potential.
I, on the other hand, am a pastor, a committed Christian and Christ follower, convinced that all things were created by and for God, and that He is presently ruling over and sustaining His creation (Colossians 1:16-17). Humans, as the Imago Dei, are the crowning achievement of creation, and thus exercise dominion over every other species on the planet (Genesis 1:26-27). We were made with care and for a purpose, that we might glorify our Creator, finding our joy and fulfillment—and the ultimate meaning of life—in worshiping Him. Because He is a God not of chaos but of order (1 Corinthians 14:33), we are able to make sense of creation through the tools of science, which confirm rather than conflict with the biblical account.
Of her philosophical worldview, Miller writes: “There is grandeur in this view of life… if you can’t see it, shame on you.” (91) Meanwhile, Scripture records the words of David: “The fool says in his heart, ‘there is no God.’” (Psalm 14:1) These views are antithetical, and so it may surprise you that not only do I feel that Miller and I could be friends in real life, but that I greatly enjoyed her book.
This book has been widely lauded by readers and critics since its publication in the Spring of 2020, even being described as “life changing” in many reviews. This is not surprising, as Miller presents a beautiful apologetic for purpose and individual worth in an uncaring, godless world; “a prescription for hope,” as she writes. (191) It’s a hope which she articulates more clearly and winsomely than most Atheists, though many have tried, and so I can certainly see the appeal to those who determinedly refuse to acknowledge the One who has placed eternity in their hearts (Ecclesiastes 3:11).
And yet, it is a hope which relies—as Miller herself acknowledges—on believing in positive illusions of our own devising, leading inevitably to a life filled with doubt and mistrust. We are to be “wary of words,” to “mistrust our measures… especially those about moral and mental standing,” and to question everything, even “science itself [which is] not the beacon toward truth I had always thought it was, but a blunt tool that can wreak a lot of havoc along the way.” (193)
Ironically, Miller’s conclusions end up largely agreeing with Scripture. We cannot trust the inclinations of our own hearts (Jeremiah 17:9), nor can our minds ever hope to fully understand the world which God has made (Isaiah 40:28; Romans 11:33), though we are driven to explore and to wonder! She is right to pursue hope and purpose, and to value human life, but her reasons for doing so are far too shallow, and her results fall far short of the blessings found in pursuing God.
There is purpose to life, because the universe was created with a telos; a design and an aim toward which all of history is moving. The world is broken because of sin, but there is hope because Christ has redeemed the world which He made; and thus, there is purpose even in the suffering and depression Miller herself has experienced. Each individual human life has value because each and every person was created in the image of God. And there is real, true, wonderful joy found in the surety and security of knowing that God exists, that He loves us, and that this life is not all that there is. I pray that Lulu Miller will one day know this hope for herself, though I am grateful for the insight I have gained through reading her story.