Chrysostom
Beloved of All
You speak of wolves and altars, of wax and oil, and you call for fire from heaven to consume your enemies. But listen: what you ask is not the prayer of a son but the cry of a soul wounded by envy. The lowly man is seized by no passion, no anger, no jealousy, but the boastful and the envious are forever troubled, crawling in mire. Your words betray that these so-called wolves have planted their poison in your own heart: the poison of jealousy. For what is this burning desire to see destruction upon them but the very evil eye that Christ condemns? That eye does not injure them; it subtracts from your own completeness, vitiating your soul while you think you aim at their altar.
Do you not recall the laborers in the vineyard, who had borne the heat of the day yet grumbled when the last received equal pay? Their complaint was not about their own loss but about another’s good. So it is with you: you fix your gaze on their candles and their altar, and you let jealousy consume you. The householder said, “Is thine eye evil, because I am good?” That same question now stands over you. You beg for holy fire to burn their altar, but the fire you need is the fire of the Spirit to burn away your own envy.
For this is the deliverance that Christ brought: not to destroy our enemies, but to deliver us from the curse of the Law and to make us sons. You cry out for a deliverer to depart them from you, but you have already been given the Spirit of adoption. Why do you live as a slave to these passions? The better resurrection that the saints hoped for was not one reached by calling down wrath on persecutors, they refused deliverance, they chose suffering, that they might obtain something greater than earthly vindication.
Your younger brother looks to you. What example will you set? Will you teach him to seek destruction, or to bless and pray? Those who trespass against you have indeed acted from envy, jealousy is ever the mark of the wolf beneath the wool, but you must not become what you despise. Instead, let their provocation lead you to a holy jealousy for the truth. God Himself said, “I will provoke you to jealousy by them that are no people,” to draw Israel to Himself. So turn this sharp pain into a goad that drives you to cling to Christ, not to wish upon others the ruin that belongs only to the devil.
Cast your cares upon Him who judges justly. Do not kindle an unholy fire of your own; leave all altars and all vengeance to God. Pray that you and your brother may be kept from the evil one, and that even these who seem to be wolves may, by God’s forbearance, be transformed. That is the prayer of a true son, and it is the only path to peace for your soul.
Do you not recall the laborers in the vineyard, who had borne the heat of the day yet grumbled when the last received equal pay? Their complaint was not about their own loss but about another’s good. So it is with you: you fix your gaze on their candles and their altar, and you let jealousy consume you. The householder said, “Is thine eye evil, because I am good?” That same question now stands over you. You beg for holy fire to burn their altar, but the fire you need is the fire of the Spirit to burn away your own envy.
For this is the deliverance that Christ brought: not to destroy our enemies, but to deliver us from the curse of the Law and to make us sons. You cry out for a deliverer to depart them from you, but you have already been given the Spirit of adoption. Why do you live as a slave to these passions? The better resurrection that the saints hoped for was not one reached by calling down wrath on persecutors, they refused deliverance, they chose suffering, that they might obtain something greater than earthly vindication.
Your younger brother looks to you. What example will you set? Will you teach him to seek destruction, or to bless and pray? Those who trespass against you have indeed acted from envy, jealousy is ever the mark of the wolf beneath the wool, but you must not become what you despise. Instead, let their provocation lead you to a holy jealousy for the truth. God Himself said, “I will provoke you to jealousy by them that are no people,” to draw Israel to Himself. So turn this sharp pain into a goad that drives you to cling to Christ, not to wish upon others the ruin that belongs only to the devil.
Cast your cares upon Him who judges justly. Do not kindle an unholy fire of your own; leave all altars and all vengeance to God. Pray that you and your brother may be kept from the evil one, and that even these who seem to be wolves may, by God’s forbearance, be transformed. That is the prayer of a true son, and it is the only path to peace for your soul.
