“Where did I find you, that I came to know you? You were not within my memory before I learned of you. Where, then, did I find you before I came to know you, if not within yourself, far above me? We come to you and go from you, but no place is involved in this process. In every place, O Truth, you are present to those who seek your help, and at one and the same time you answer all, though they seek your counsel on different matters…
Late have I loved you, O beauty ever ancient, ever new, late have I loved you… You touched me, and I burned for your peace.” [From the Confessions of Saint Augustine, bishop]

May God Be Praised!