My soul is like a house, small for you to enter, but I pray you to enlarge it. It is in ruins, but I ask you to remake it. It contains much that you will not be pleased to see: this I know and do not hide. But who is to rid it of these things?
(a prayer of St. Augustine of Hippo, from his Confessions, Book 5.1; photo via pixabay.com)
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