The Holy Eternal “Child at Heart”

G.K Chesterton – Orthodoxy


It is supposed,

that if a thing goes on

repeating itself
repeating itself
repeating itself
repeating itself
repeating itself
repeating itself
repeating itself

It is probably dead.

A piece of clock work.





People feel that if the universe was personal

it would

If the sun were alive it would dance
(they figure)






This is a fallacy, even in relation to known fact.

For the variation in human affairs is brought into them,

not by


But by death.





By the dying down or the breaking off of their strength or desire.

A man varies his movement because of some slight element of failure or fatigue.

He chooses transportation, because he is tired of walking.

Or he walks because he is tired of sitting still.

But if his life and joy were so


that he never tired of going to the same destination

He might go there as regularly as it’s natives.






The very speed and ecstasy of his life would have the stillness of death.

The sun rises every morning

I… do not rise every morning.

But the variation is due not to my activity,

but to my inaction.






Now to put the matter in a popular phrase:

It might be true that the sun rises regularly

because it never gets tired of rising.

It’s routine might be due,

not to a lifelessness,

But to a RUSH of life!







The thing I mean can be seen in children.

When they find some game or joke that they especially enjoy.

A child kicks his legs rthymically through excess

not absence of life.

Because children have abounding


Because they are, in spirit, fierce and







Therefore they want things repeated and un-changed

They always say:

“Do it again.”

And the grown up person does it again until he or she is nearly exhausted

For grown up people are not strong enough to find joy in monotony

(Monotony – lack of variety; tedious, repetitive and routine)

But perhaps God is…..





It is possible, that God says every morning:

“Do it again!”

to the sun

and every evening,

“Do it again!”
to the moon






It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike

It may be that God makes every daisy separately,

But has never gotten tired of making them.





It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy



For we all have sinned and grown old.



And our Father is younger than we.

G.K Chesterton








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