Lord, you frighten me! You demand from me what you gave me. You gave me my talents because you want to profit from them. You don’t want them hidden away in some secret place. You don’t want to get back only what you gave me. You want more. You want back all your money, every coin that bears your image—i.e., every human soul that ever existed.

—Augustine, Sermon 125.8

It looks like those of us who profess to love the Lord had better get to work.