“With you is restored strength and true courage.”

Today, I opened Augustine’s Confessions for the first time since Canada and the first thing I read was this gem:

“Accept the sacrifice of my confessions offered by ‘the hand of my tongue’ (Prov. 18:21) which you have formed and stirred up to confess your name (Ps. 53:8). ‘Heal all my bones’ (Ps. 6:3) and let them say ‘Lord who is like you?’ (Ps. 34:10). He who is making confession to you is not instructing you of that which is happening within him. The closed heart does not shut out your eye, and your hand is not kept away by the hardness of humanity, but you melt that when you wish, either in mercy or in punishment, and there is ‘none who can hide from your heat’ (Ps. 18:7). Let my soul praise you that it may love you, and confess to you your mercies that it may praise you (Ps. 118:175; 145:2).”

(Book V:i)

Nothing is news to him, and yet he came and he did what he did. We cannot shut him out, yet he seeks to be invited in. Our cold hearts cannot abide his heat. Let us hope that when he comes near, he comes in mercy. The warmth of the hearth and the heat of furnace differ only in intensity.


~ by justinhong on November 22, 2010.

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