"When you begin to think outside the box, you often become some other "leaders" lousy follower. That usually costs something" (Andy Rayner)

"Our guardian angels are bored." (Mike Foster)

It's where I feel I'm at these days. “In the second half of life, it is good just to be a part of the general dance. We do not have to stand out, make defining moves, or be better than anyone else on the dance floor. Life is more participatory than assertive, and there is no need for strong or further self-definition” (Falling Upward. Richard Rohr.120).

Showing posts with label Augustine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Augustine. Show all posts

Friday, February 7, 2020

Thank God For Our Infancy

"I acknowledge Thee, Lord of heaven and earth, and praise Thee for my first rudiments of being, and my infancy, whereof I remember nothing..."

- Augustine -
The Confessions of St. Augustine

Tuesday, January 28, 2020

A Narrow Soul

"Narrow is the mansion of my soul; enlarge Thou it, that Thou mayest enter in. It is ruinous; repair Thou it."
- Augustine,The Confessions of St. Augustine

Friday, January 24, 2020

Inebriate My Heart

"Oh! that Thou wouldest enter into my heart, and inebriate it, that I may forget my ills, and embrace Thee, my sole good!"

Paying It All While Exhausting No Resource.

"Thou payest debts,
owing nothing;
remittest debts,
losing nothing."

- Augustine -
"The Confessions of St. Augustine"

Wednesday, December 26, 2018

Grapes Are Enough

"Our Lord's miracle in turning water into wine comes as no surprise to those who know that it is God who did it. At the wedding that day he made wine in the six waterpots he had had filled with water; but he does the same thing every year in the vines. The servants put the water in the jugs, and he turned it into wine. In just the same way the Lord turns into wine the water that the clouds drop. Only that does not amaze us, because it happens every year...."

- Augustine. 

Tuesday, December 4, 2018

The Flip-Flop Incarantion Of Jesus

“Man’s maker was made man, that He, Ruler of the stars, might nurse at His mother’s breast;
that the Bread might hunger,
the Fountain thirst,
the Light sleep,
the Way be tired on its journey;
that the Truth might be accused of false witness,
the Teacher be beaten with whips,
the Foundation be suspended on wood;
that Strength might grow weak;
that the Healer might be wounded;
that Life might die.”

~ Augustine