Late have I loved you

I have a love/hate relationship with writing papers for seminary classes. They can be time consuming. I may have a 20 page minimum and hit all the major points in 15. I can think of more entertaining ways to spend my weekend. I’m not sure I can think of too many more fulfilling ways, though. I find myself chasing tangents, small phrases or chapters that fall outside of the scope of my research, but fascinate me none the less. I love those moments. One thing leads to another, and before you know it, a couple hours have been spent soaking in the wonder that is an early church father’s revelation of the glory, grace, majesty, and splendor of the Most High King and His reckless love for us. I had one of those moments last night studying some of Saint Augustine’s writings. The following paragraph from Augustine’s Confessions stood out to me and seemed to speak to my soul:

Late have I loved you, beauty so old and so new: late have I loved you. And see, you were within and I was in the external world and sought you there, and in my unlovely state I plunged into those lovely created things which you made. You were with me, and I was not with you. The lovely things kept me far from you, though if they did not have their existence in you, they had no existence at all. You called and cried loud and shattered my deafness. You were radiant and resplendent, you put to flight my blindness. You were fragrant, and I drew in my breath and now pant after you. I tasted you, and I feel but hunger and thirst for you. You touched me, and I am set on fire to attain the peace which is yours. (Book X)

I thank God for speaking to my soul through the haste of my work.