On this feast of St. Augustine of Hippo, I am always ready to read (and sometimes proliferate to my immediate world!) what I hold as his best message to the world of what God is like. Perhaps you have seen his words elsewhere – or maybe at a previous time right here. Please bear with me one more time as I use Augustine’s words to express what it might be like to be totally consumed by the love of God while still living on earth.

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 have not 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 now I burn for your peace.