Feast of St Augustine

Feast of St Augustine

I can’t let today go by without posting my favorite passage:

Late have I loved Thee, O Beauty so ancient and so new, late have I loved Thee! And behold, Thou wert within and I was without. I was loking for Thee out there, and I threw myself, deformed as I was, upon those well-formed things which Thou hast made. Thou wert with me, yet I was not with Thee. These things held me far from Thee, things which would not have existed had they not been in Thee. Thou didst call and cry out and burst in upon my deafness; Thou didst shine forth Thy fragrance, and I drew in my breath and now I pant for Thee; I have tasted, and now I hunger and thirst; Thou didst touch me, and I was inflamed with desire for Thy peace.

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  • I don’t think the link is going where you want. I saw “Guy Plays Piano With Balls”.
    Interesting, but didn’t make me misty eyed. smile

  • Yes. I did post the wrong link. The balls did not make me misty eyed.

    Dom had sent me two links and somehow the wrong one got pasted.

    I’ve fixed it now.

    Thanks for the heads up.