Unless a seed fall to the ground…

In late August of the year 430, St. Augustine, Bishop of Hippo, father to many, lay praying and dying as the Vandals laid siege to his North African home and country, and more particularly to that remnant of the failing and falling Roman Empire. Augustine had consolidated the searching opinions of the 2nd and 3rd century church fathers and prepared the church for what was soon to come. The burden of holding Western culture together had defaulted from a crumbling Rome to a church ascendant – and in that passing of authority would be revealed both dross and fine gold. The latter the clay that would come together in the Enlightenment…the pure metal, that which would shine eternal.

– Native Son, July 17, 2017

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