Passion for Truth

Throughout history, great literature has helped humanity wrestle with the deepest questions of life: What is truth? What gives life meaning? Why do suffering, beauty, love, and sacrifice matter so much to the human soul?

The Declaration of Independence famously states, “We hold these truths to be self-evident.” That phrase has always fascinated me. For a truth to be self-evident, it must exist beyond preference, beyond culture, beyond whatever moment in history we happen to occupy. It suggests that truth is not something we invent, but something we discover.

Much of my life has been shaped by the scientific pursuit of truth. Science asks us to observe carefully, question honestly, and push beyond the boundaries of what is currently known. At its best, science is an act of humility. It admits that reality is larger than our present understanding and invites us to keep searching.

For many people, that pursuit may seem at odds with faith. I understand that tension. I have lived inside it. But the more I have read, studied, practiced medicine, engaged with others, and explored the complexity of the world, the more I have come to see that science and faith are not enemies. Both are responses to order. Both begin with wonder. Both recognize that reality follows rules we did not create.

And if there are rules, it is reasonable to ask whether there is a Rule Maker.

My own journey began with questions, not certainty. I did not arrive at Christianity by ignoring science or avoiding hard ideas. I arrived there because I kept asking what best explained the world I was seeing: the moral law within us, the order of creation, the ache for justice, the need for forgiveness, the longing for love, and the human inability to save ourselves by intellect or achievement alone.

I do not write to force belief on anyone. I write to invite examination.

Truth matters because the direction we choose shapes the lives we live. Without a fixed point, we drift. Without humility, knowledge becomes pride. Without grace, justice becomes condemnation. Without purpose, suffering becomes meaningless. But when truth is pursued honestly—with courage, humility, and openness—it can transform not only what we believe, but how we love, forgive, serve, and endure.

My fiction explores how subtle shifts in perspective can lead to profoundly different outcomes. A life turned toward truth moves differently than a life turned toward comfort, pride, resentment, or fear. Like Dante’s great works, stories can help us see the direction of a soul before the destination becomes unavoidable.

That is why I write.

To explore the space where science and theology meet.

To ask whether truth can still be found in a noisy and fragmented world.

To show how grace can enter pain, how humility can restore vision, and how lives can change when people stop drifting and begin turning toward what is eternal.

My hope is not that readers simply agree with me.

My hope is that they begin—or continue—their own pursuit of truth.