> I pretended I knew about the poem just now so you all would think of me as literary and cultured.
One time I was in Half Price Books in the aisle *next to* the Christianity aisle, and the thought occurred to me that in some thread on the internet I had been quoting the one tagline from St Augustine that everyone knows "Lord make me chas…
> I pretended I knew about the poem just now so you all would think of me as literary and cultured.
One time I was in Half Price Books in the aisle *next to* the Christianity aisle, and the thought occurred to me that in some thread on the internet I had been quoting the one tagline from St Augustine that everyone knows "Lord make me chaste BUT NOT YET" (whimsical! relatable!), but that I had never read the book it came from (or, to be clear, any book by anyone whose name starts with "Saint"), and struck in the moment by a somewhat vain desire not to be intellectually dishonest (because I generally do not quote sources I have not read) I ventured into the Christianity aisle and bought Confessions of St Augustine and went home and read it, and someone could write an epic disaster poem about that also.
Soon after ending my prodigal it was suggested I read ‘The Confessions’.
Although I am an avid and fast reader, it took me two weeks to get through it. This was because - as a lot of (maybe most) men can relate to Augustine’s story - it hit me hard. Several times I experienced a kind of arrow in the heart reaction to what he described.
That book was very significant in maturing my faith in the Faith.
Later on I learned that many artistic images of St. Augustine of Hippo depict him with an arrow in his heart.
> I pretended I knew about the poem just now so you all would think of me as literary and cultured.
One time I was in Half Price Books in the aisle *next to* the Christianity aisle, and the thought occurred to me that in some thread on the internet I had been quoting the one tagline from St Augustine that everyone knows "Lord make me chaste BUT NOT YET" (whimsical! relatable!), but that I had never read the book it came from (or, to be clear, any book by anyone whose name starts with "Saint"), and struck in the moment by a somewhat vain desire not to be intellectually dishonest (because I generally do not quote sources I have not read) I ventured into the Christianity aisle and bought Confessions of St Augustine and went home and read it, and someone could write an epic disaster poem about that also.
Soon after ending my prodigal it was suggested I read ‘The Confessions’.
Although I am an avid and fast reader, it took me two weeks to get through it. This was because - as a lot of (maybe most) men can relate to Augustine’s story - it hit me hard. Several times I experienced a kind of arrow in the heart reaction to what he described.
That book was very significant in maturing my faith in the Faith.
Later on I learned that many artistic images of St. Augustine of Hippo depict him with an arrow in his heart.
Recalling this still brings tears to my eyes.
An epic disaster poem about you reading the Confessions, or are you talking about rewriting the Confessions in epic disaster poem style?
Really, I will applaud either.
The former (like a horror movie "no don't open that door" predictable things happen.)