| BkVII:13.III.1 | As if you had been sailing for years through stormy seas, you have arrived here alone but with a voice in the background that sounded like the wind and crashing waves saying repeatedly, “You can't. Don't even try to get to Heaven now. Leave that for the saints.” It should not be surprising that although you have reached this blessed port full of light and truth, and you know that you are already in Heaven, that you also have a habit of thinking about yourself as insignificant. |