Listening to Lent — Searching Restlessly

O Beauty ancient, O Beauty so new
Late have I loved Thee and feebly yet do.
Though you were with me, I was not with You.
Then You shone Your face and I was blind no more

My heart searches restlessly and finds no rest ‘till it rests in Thee.
O Seeker You sought for me, Your love has found me;
I am taken by thee.

I sought this world and chased its finer things,
Yet were these not in You, they would not have been.
My ceaseless longing hid the deeper truth,
In all my desirings, I was desiring You.

Lord, in my deafness You cried out to me.
I drew my breath and now Your fragrance I breathe
O Fount of Life, You are forever the same;
O Fire of Love, come set me aflame.
~Daniel Purkapile, “Prayer of St. Augustine”

To see when blind
to hear when deaf
to breathe when dying
to love and be loved when undeserving~

it is all possible,
it is all present,
it is ever constant,
always in Him.


3 thoughts on “Listening to Lent — Searching Restlessly

  1. Out of the depths of his soul, Augustine has given us what appears to be an anguished description of our constant search for God — for joy… protection…beauty… continuity…answers…life’s meaning,…spiritual emptiness… and the truth about the vanity of believing in what the world tells us that we need….
    At some point in their lives, many people will confront this search. They do not know ‘what’ it is that they are seeking; they cannot name it. Once found, however, they are never the same. Nothing else but the love and
    presence of God in their life will satisfy. Far too many will not seek. And this has always been the tragedy of the human condition.


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