Jacob LoPiccolo

“Where do you go along these rugged
paths? Where are you going? The good that you love is from him, and insofar as it is
also for him, it is both good and pleasant. But it will rightly be turned to bitterness
if whatever comes from him is not rightly loved and if he is deserted for the love of
the creature. Why then will you wander farther and farther in these difficult and
toilsome ways? There is no rest where you seek it. Seek what you seek; but
remember that it is not where you seek it. You seek for a blessed life in the land of
death. It is not there. For how can there be a blessed life where life itself is not?”
19. But our very Life came down to earth and bore our death, and slew it with
the very abundance of his own life. And, thundering, he called us to return to him
into that secret place from which he came forth to us--coming first into the virginal
womb, where the human creature, our mortal flesh, was joined to him that it might
not be forever mortal--and came “as a bridegroom coming out his chamber, rejoicing
as a strong man to run a race.”
― Augustine of Hippo, Confessions