The search for understanding and truth winds through the “Land of Mystery.” To find wisdom we must begin with unknowns – things we do not understand today but we may tomorrow. Moving from infancy to adulthood, experience should tell us that we begin not knowing anything and discover that we can know some things. (Interestingly, along life’s way, if we have the good fortune to become elderly we return an infancy of sorts – this time KNOWING that we don’t know much of anything still.) Part of life’s journey, if it to be LIFE at all, must wander through the extraordinary, the beautiful, and the complex. Otherwise, life remains two dimensional – flat and statistical … numbers and letters, having no color, no joy, and no love.
The agnostic may know what they logically don’t know, but such an approach to living remains a mystery to me. Why would any man be content to eat tasteless food or walk the path of self-imposed blandness? Instead of saying, “If there is a God, prove it to me,” why not approach the question of God this way: “If there is NO God, prove it to me.” Why not accept that we know only in part … we do not know the whole, or everything. Ah, but that is a fool talking. No self-respecting agnostic would ever dare start there.
Only when a man can look into the heavens and say, “It’s too wonderful for me,” or smell a rose and say, “The fragrance is marvelous,” can that man begin an honest search for truth. If, however, that man can brush aside the wondrous and marvelous, is there any hope that he can grasp any truth at all?
G. K. Chesterton wrote, “Mysticism keeps men sane. As long as you have mystery you have health; when you destroy mystery you create morbidity. The ordinary man has always been sane because the ordinary man has always been a mystic. He has permitted the twilight. He has always had one foot in earth and the other in fairyland. He has always left himself free to doubt his gods; but (unlike the agnostic of today) free also to believe in them. He has always cared more for truth than for consistency. If he saw two truths that seemed to contradict each other, he would take the two truths AND the contradiction along with them. His spiritual sight is stereoscopic, like his physical sight: he sees two different pictures at once and yet sees all the better for that. Thus he has always believed that there was such a thing as fate, but such a thing as free will also. Thus he believed that children were indeed the kingdom of heaven, but nevertheless ought to be obedient to the kingdom of earth. He admired youth because it was young and age because it was not. It is exactly this balance of apparent contradictions that has been the whole buoyancy of the healthy man. The whole secret of mysticism is this: that man can understand everything by the help of what he does not understand.”
Think about it.