St. Ausustine was walking along the seashore one day, lost in deep contemplation- seeking to understand the mind of god- when he saw a young boy playing in the sand.
As he approached, he saw that the boy had dug a hole and was carrying water in a pail from the sea and pouring it into the hole.
"What are you doing, child," he asked.
"I'm going to pour the entire sea into this hole," he responded.
"That's impossible," scoffed Augustine. "that hole is far too small to hold the entire sea!"
"And your mind is far too small to hold all the knowledge and understanding of god," came the reply as the boy vanished.
As he approached, he saw that the boy had dug a hole and was carrying water in a pail from the sea and pouring it into the hole.
"What are you doing, child," he asked.
"I'm going to pour the entire sea into this hole," he responded.
"That's impossible," scoffed Augustine. "that hole is far too small to hold the entire sea!"
"And your mind is far too small to hold all the knowledge and understanding of god," came the reply as the boy vanished.
-mw.
QUIS CUSTODIET IPSOS CUSTODES?
-Juvenal.
QUID RIDES? MUTATO NOMINE DE TE FABULA NARRATUR.
-Horace.
