I write often about the infinite complexity of being human, dwelling on this “Third Rock from the Sun,” and witnessing and feeling the weight of fulfilling this Divinely-given task. Rowan Williams, the former Archbishop of Canterbury, understands this better than I, and writes beautifully about it:

We become human in the act of finding a place to stand within the irreducibly difficult and mobile interweaving of diverse presentations of what is there for our minds, grasping that to know something in the world is not to arrive at a final structural scheme for it but to inhabit a process of discovery in which there is always more otherness to encounter, the otherness of new perspective and new requirements for “negotiation.” (from “The Edge of Words: God and the Habits of Language.)