by Agustinos Recoletos | Dec 24, 2018
How far were we humans! How high up was He, how low were we! So high was He and so hopeless were we lying in the deep. We were getting sick without hope of salvation; the Doctor was sent, who was not recognized by the patient, because if only they got to know him,...
by Agustinos Recoletos | Dec 24, 2018
I go in search of the One who is pure, in search of that One who is true; I look for the authentic, the one who is in that Jerusalem where there is no more death, no dying, where there is no passing day, preceded by yesterday and pushed by tomorrow. Enarrationes in...
by Agustinos Recoletos | Dec 24, 2018
I am in this life and in this world; poor and pilgrim, groaning and without yet enjoying peace and I preach your peace. Enarrationes in psalmos 121,13
by Agustinos Recoletos | Dec 24, 2018
Great misery is the proud man, but greater mercy is the humble God. De catechizandis rudibus IV, 8
by Agustinos Recoletos | Dec 24, 2018
We see that the soul is a sinner, and wallows in misery and dives in search of the truth and earnestly looks for a savior. These changes tell me that she is not God. Contra Fortunatum 1,11
