Reformed, Book Reading, Apple Loving, Beverage Snob, 23 Year-Old Husband, In Need of Grace.

 

I aspired to honours, money, marriage, and you [God] laughed at me. In those ambitions I suffered the bitterest difficulties; that was by your mercy—so much the greater in that you gave me the less occasion to find sweet pleasure in what was not you.

Augustine, Confessions

The Unreliable Self

“Why are you relying on yourself, only to find yourself unreliable?”

-Augustine, Confessions (Book VIII. xi, 27)

As I am continuing Augustines’ ‘Confessions,’ I am constantly seeing little pieces of myself in what he is writing. He continually relies on his own strength, as I often do, and he slowly comes to grips with how this has and will fail him. This is something I am in continual need of: dying to myself and relying on the power of Christ.

I therefore decided to give attention to the holy scriptures and to find out what they were like. And this is what met me: something neither open to the proud nor laid bare to mere children; a text lowly to the beginner but, on further reading, of mountainous difficulty and enveloped in mysteries.

Augustine, Confessions

I abandoned you to pursue the lowest things of your creation. I was dust going to dust.

Augustine, Confessions