Visiting Le Marais gave me food for thought. Universities offer classes in everything except how to be a ‘mench’ – in Yiddish to be a valuable human being. I share the belief of many that whether they profess faith or they do not, “truth reflects itself in many different ways” and everyone has experienced a sense of mystery in their lives that enhances their quest for divine truth and self-discovery. This is not bland pantheism, God ‘is that he is’ but the quest for glimpses into who and what the ‘is-ness’ of God is, is hardwired. ( I thought this last quite rabbinical) Man’s individuality is flexible allowing endless strategic possibilities for discovery and expression of what C S Lewis called Grace. Much as light is separated and broken up by dispersion, the determinism of God is metamorphosed through the prism of humanity. Freedom means that I do what I ought to do, not what I like to do and Man’s individuality is flexible allowing endless possibilities for expression. Light. Is it a particle or is it a wave? It makes no sense to be both, but the instruments don’t lie – the truth is that light is in fact both – teaching the inflexibility of the wavelike nature of light denies its particulate nature.
All this arose because I have been in conversation in recent times with a ‘closet believer’, someone whose pragmatism is occasionally ruffled by glimpses of the river of the water of life. Some months ago, a friend wrote this…Italics mine.
“I’ve had a thought …maybe mid-life crises of faith, or even changes in direction actually happen because we are confronted with an ever growing menu of reality entrees and it’s just too much.”
Being spoiled for choice does indicate a certain sophistication, perhaps. The trick, I suppose is to actually choose.