Today we celebrate the feast day of St. Augustine. He is remembered well, largely for his wonderful conversion from really bad to really good. For a good part of his life, he was not one of the wise virgins in our Gospel and he was like one of the lost souls described in our first reading–a man who had fallen into lust and all kinds of immorality. But then he came around, and he was glad that he did. Life is better when we reverence God in the midst of it all. I want to share this, part of the Office of Readings today (which Augustine himself wrote):
Late have I loved you, O Beauty ever ancient, ever new, late have I loved you! You were within me, but I was outside, and it was there that I searched for you. In my unloveliness I plunged into the lovely things which you created. You were with me, but I was not with you. Created things kept me from you; yet if they had not been in you they would not have been at all. You called, you shouted, and you broke through my deafness. You flashed, you shone, and you dispelled my blindness. You breathed your fragrance on me; I drew in breath and now I pant for you. I have tasted you, now I hunger and thirst for more. You touched me, and I burned for your peace.
St. Augustine, pray for us