The Riddles of God

I'm planning on going to mass where my priest classmate, um, pastors (?) this Saturday. He gave me a business card with the church address on it and on the back is a G.K. Chesterton quotation that says, "The riddles of God are more satisfying than the solutions of man."

Part of me agrees with it, the rational part of me. But the emotional part of me finds it a hard pill to swallow. Sometimes the riddles of God are so frustrating, and it seems that the solutions of man make life easier to handle.

But on the other hand, I've seen many a solution of man sickeningly unravel right before my eyes. In the end, the solutions of man are never enough. They're fig leaves.

Right now, as Paul says, we only know in part. But then I shall know even as I am known. (I Corinthians 13:12). Does God owe us an explanation? Even if He gave one, would we be able to grasp it with a finite mind? I want to get to the point where I can take comfort in the riddles of God simply because they're of God.