Oh, my. What a wonderful discovery – an artist and journalist, self-taught in mathematics and physics, an entrepeneur and author who works in the field of medical visualization.
In the following video he demonstrates some of his work showing conception until birth.
Seeing this recalled the words of Tertullian, echoed by Pope John Paul II in the Gospel of Life: He who will one day be a man is a man already. (#61)
What struck me along with the video was his commentary – as eloquent as the imagery is beautiful – and the sense of wonder that he conveyed as a result of his work:
From the transcript:
“… So perfectly organized a structure, it was not hard to attribute divinity to it. Because we kept on seeing this over and over and over again in different parts of the body….
And as we kept on scanning more and more, working on this project, looking at these two simple cells that have this kind of unbelievable machinery that will become the magic of you. And as we kept on working on this data, looking at the small clusters of the body, these little pieces of tissue were a trophoblast coming off a blastocyst, all of a sudden burrowing itself into the side of the uterus, saying, “I’m here to stay.” All of a sudden having conversation and communications with the estrogens, the progesterones, saying, “I’m here to stay, plant me,” building this incredible trilinear fetus that becomes, within 44 days, something that you can recognize and then at nine weeks is really kind of a little human being…
And it’s not just our own existence, but how does the woman’s body understand to have genetic structure that not only builds her own, but then has the understanding that allows her to become a walking immunological, cardiovascular system that basically is a mobile system that can actually nurture, treat this child with a kind of marvel that is beyond, again, our comprehension — the magic that is existence, that is us? … “
Caution: live birth scene at the end.
“Thou knowest me right well; my frame was not hidden from thee, when I was being made in secret, intricately wrought in the depths of the earth. Thy eyes beheld my unformed substance; in thy book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.” (Ps. 139: 14-16)
H/T: Deacon Greg Kandra