It is the heart which is aware of God and not reason’, wrote Malcolm Muggeridge in, “The End of Christendom”.
Did God decide to demonstrate this by making an Almighty bonfire of a shrine erected to Him? ( some difficulty here with the personal pronoun: apologies to all readers whose vocabulary in these matters is not based on the King James bible).
Did He decide to sacrifice a forest of venerable oaks and a few seventeenth century paintings in order to witness the overwhelming spiritual orphanage and desire for communion felt and demonstrated by millions?
Perhaps. This, we mere mortals shall never know. Did He halt the event half way through, as the iconic spire fell? ‘Enough’, He thought, ‘they have understood’.
A mighty God, no doubts on that score: a canny politician too? One wonders.The upsurge of emotion has , at least for some time, swept across the disputatious French, now aware of themselves as the guardians of an inestimable public treasure, and , moreover, visibly heirs to a sacred tradition.
Despite a schooling by Jesuits, “The Hounds of God”, Mr. Macron, not a regular subscriber to God and all his works, has been dealt a new and excellent hand.With the Grand débat he was already delighting in his rôle as a peripatetic revivalist, now he may well be thinking that he really has got God on his side.One winces at the memory of others who thought this: Oliver Cromwell and Otto von Bismark come to mind.
With this new tandem at the helm France may well be poised to head the campaign for a European Renaissance based henceforth on Christian values.
But, as Malcolm Muggeridge wrote, “God is a great prankster”. Who knows?