If I look at the day which I clutch now, it does not seem to exist. My days do not have lasting 'being;' they depart almost before they arrive.
Augustine's Commentary on Psalm 38,7.
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couldn't help thinking of the fleeting, changing nature of things, especially after our talk of "watching the weather" and last night's storm.
Posted by: gloria | 22 September 2005 at 02:57 PM
and isn't that convicting.
Posted by: julie | 21 September 2005 at 03:24 PM