'What we suffer in this life can never be compared to the glory, as yet unrevealed, which is waiting for us. The whole creation is eagerly waiting for God to reveal his sons. It was not for any fault on the part of creation that it was made unable to attain its purpose, it was made so by God; but creation still retains the hope of being freed, like us, from its slavery to decadence, to enjoy the same freedom and glory as the children of God.'
When we feel low, because of our failures, we realise how much we are part of this yearning creation. In these moments of being lost we are in front of Divine Love naked; just as naked and exposed as 'inanimate' and unassumint as nature is. Like rain-showered trees in front of Saint Augustine's on the threshold between Autumn and Winter.
These are verbal Icons, expressions of how the world is seen from Saint Augustine's..