The poet only asks to get his head into the heavens. It is the logician who seeks to get the heavens into his head. And it is his head that splits. – G.K. Chesterton
G.K. Chesterton somehow managed to sum up an entirety of my weeks anxieties in his book “Orthodoxy.” I’m hardly an expert or any voice of authority regarding what is or is NOT a classic; but I guarantee you that this is a novel that will forever be in the back of my mind, it’s quotes repeated by myself in the scattered conversation and it’s lines written in the occasional essay. The world is one not meant for the Christian. Remember that the world is meant to be loved, however according to the man himself, at the same time not to be part of it.
The Cross, the image and comfort of our suffering upon which God himself suffered is the “lux in tenebris”, that light in the darkness. Remember, o Christian soul, that it is through the Blessed Mother that we should climb the shortest ladder into Heaven for she points to God, and Him alone.
I’ll give you for now these words by the same man
According to most philosophers, God in making the world enslaved it. According to Christianity, in making it, He set it free. God had written, not so much a poem, but rather a play; a play he had planned as perfect, but which had necessarily been left to human actors and stage-managers, who had since made a great mess of it.