A House Divided

I think science and God are like an old married couple who never really got along. Maybe they got together and had a kid so they needed to stay married but neither one are happy about it. Lord knows their kids take sides. Half of their offspring are on Dad's side, you know, "The Lord". The other half favor Mom: Barbara McClintock, Jane Goodall and Marie Curie. You know, "Science".
Both make sense but in different ways. Mom makes sense when you are figuring out what career to choose, how to balance a checkbook or how bridges keep cars dry. But then there is dear old Dad. Dad is whom we look to when those bridges fail and our loved ones are dieing in the back of an ambulance. Then Mom whispers that the water was cold so their blood was shunted to their vital organs. We listen to Mom, yet talk to Dad. We ask Dad to be with them because we know, growing up, that our dad can do anything. I mean Dad told us to ask him for stuff, and we get it. It is like magic.
So why would we even need Mom? It because Mom knows how to talk to us. Mom makes sense. But Mom fails us. Then we turn to Dad. Maybe they are still together because they know we would never make it without either of them. However I think the crux of their strife is that their individual credibility depends on discrediting the other.
So what are we to do? To whom do we adhere to? Who do we choose?