by Renee Yann, RSM, at Lavish Mercy
Prose: from Augustine’s autobiography about his mother Monica:
And now you stretched forth your hand from above
and drew up my soul out of that profound darkness
because my mother, your faithful one,
wept to you on my behalf more than mothers
are accustomed to weep
for the bodily deaths of their children.Instead, she was fully confident that you
who had promised the whole would give her the rest,
and thus most calmly, and with a fully confident heart,
she replied to me that she believed, in Christ,
that before she died she would see me made whole in the faith.Augustine of Hippo, Confessions, Book 1
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Happy Sunday! 🙂
~Sunnyside
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Thanks for reblogging, Sunny. Sunday blessings to you!❤️🙏🤗
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My pleasure, Sister Renee! 😎❤️🙏
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Looking at the image of Monica, I’m amused by the fact that I’ve seen exactly that expression on the faces of mothers I know, as they contemplate the behavior of their offspring.
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lol….Yes! (I have some experience with this very expression myself) ❤️🙂
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Thank you for this beautiful post.:)X
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Sister Renee always touches my heart. Thanks for visiting, Janet. ❤️
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What a cherished mother-son relationship. How I wish I could pen something that beautiful about my deceased Mom. She, my sister, and Christ are/were everything to me. Now, add in a nephew who is turning 18 WHAT??? and two doggies, and I am pretty happy. Give me my friends (of which you’re one 😊), a Bible, and my library and I am tickled pink!!!
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❤️❤️❤️😎
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💗💕🌸
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