a question between mysticism and madness
The riddles of God are more satisfying than the solutions of man. – G. K. Chesterton, Introduction to the Book of Job
Then Job replied to the LORD: “I know that you can do all things; no plan of yours can be thwarted.`Who is this that obscures my counsel without knowledge?’ Surely I spoke of things I did not understand, things too wonderful for me to know. ( Job 42:3)
Have you and I discovered in this Advent that there are some things that are “too wonderful for us to know”? That there are mysteries in this life that give us a strange sense of peace rather than perplexity? If so, we have been led by God to that most important of gifts from above: a sound mind or sanity. God has constructed the universe with things that are beyond our reach, and as Chesterton observes, “we step into a world which is incalculable, into a world which has its own strange laws”. These are the things that sanity tells us to keep as mysteries.
Sanity is the subject of most of Chesterton’s writings for the simple reason that the world is going mad. In fact, as Dale Ahlquist points out:
“America leads the world in many things, including mental illness. Our mixed up society helps produce mixed up people. We are mixed up about religion, education, sex, and two other very basic things: politics and economics. We are basically insane when it comes to the role of money and laws and our daily bread. We want as much money as possible, we also want the government to supply everything we want, and we don’t expect to have to pay for it.
An ongoing theme in all of Chesterton’s writings is sanity. The basic argument of Orthodoxy is that the Apostle’s Creed would be the best basis for a sane society, that modern philosophies not only do not lead to truth, they lead to madness. We see the theme in Chesterton’s fiction as well, such as in the series of mystery stories called The Poet and the Lunatics.
Sanity is about wholeness, completeness. Insanity is about narrowness and brokenness. We live in broken society and it is ruled by two very broken, narrow social philosophies that seem to be at war with one another when they are in fact co-conspirators against the common man: socialism and capitalism, or Hudge and Gudge, to whom we were introduced in What’s Wrong with the World.”
In this broken society, it is satisfying that we can be whole with the help of Christ. Indeed, it is more than satisfying, it is a relief! It is His gift of mysticism that keeps us sane.
“Some Determinists fancy that Christianity invented a dogma like free will for fun — a mere contradiction. This is absurd. You have the contradiction whatever you are. Determinists tell me, with a degree of truth, that Determinism makes no difference to daily life. That means that although the Determinist knows men have no free will, yet he goes on treating them as if they had.
The difference then is very simple. The Christian puts the contradiction into his philosophy. The Determinist puts it into his daily habits. The Christian states as an avowed mystery what the Determinist calls nonsense. The Determinist has the same nonsense for breakfast, dinner, tea, and supper every day of his life.
The Christian, I repeat, puts the mystery into his philosophy. That mystery by its darkness enlightens all things. Once grant him that, and life is life, and bread is bread, and cheese is cheese: he can laugh and fight. The Determinist makes the matter of the will logical and lucid: and in the light of that lucidity all things are darkened, words have no meaning, actions no aim. He has made his philosophy a syllogism and himself a gibbering lunatic.
It is not a question between mysticism and rationality. It is a question between mysticism and madness. For mysticism, and mysticism alone, has kept men sane from the beginning of the world. All the straight roads of logic lead to some Bedlam, to Anarchism or to passive obedience, to treating the universe as a clockwork of matter or else as a delusion of mind. It is only the Mystic, the man who accepts the contradictions, who can laugh and walk easily through the world.” – G.K. Chesterton, Blatchford Controversies, 1904