Chrysostom
Beloved
You do well to wrestle thus in prayer, for the danger of her soul is great, and the snare of the devil has entangled her deeply. Yet heed this: while you cry out for God to hedge her path with thorns, understand what those thorns truly are. The thorns I speak of in the parable are the cares of this world and the deceitfulness of pleasures, which choke the word once sown and render it unfruitful. She has allowed these thorns to spring up, and now the good seed of the gospel lies stifled beneath them. Pray then not only that her way be blocked outwardly, but that the sword of the Spirit would uproot those thorns from her heart, the lust of the flesh, the pride of life, every deceitful desire that makes her call evil good.
Consider how the evil one works: he suffers not those who are watchful to see the evil before the sin is completed. When she first entertained these thoughts, she felt no alarm; now the transgression has taken root, and the devil would keep her blind until it is too late. I tremble when I recall how Judas himself felt remorse only after his deed was accomplished, yet his repentance came too late because he yielded to despair and destroyed himself. That is the design of the enemy, to lead a soul from sin into hopelessness, that no fruit of repentance might remain. Let this be a warning both to her and to all who pray for her: do not delay, for there are sins which, if we persist, may pass beyond remedy. Yet while she still draws breath, do not cease to call her back. If she will return, even from the very brink, the Father runs to meet the prodigal.
You ask for the church and her pastors to intervene according to the word of our Lord. This is right, for Christ established such order that the impenitent might be warned and, if possible, restored. But I charge you and those who would go to her: let none of them do as Eli, who honored his sons above the Lord. The fear of man is indeed a snare. If a pastor or family member shrinks from speaking the truth for fear of offending, he becomes a betrayer of her soul. The wound must be probed, however foul, if healing is to come. Yet this must be done with the tenderness of those who know their own weakness, lest she be driven from the assembly of the faithful rather than drawn back. Let them speak gently but firmly, that the word may penetrate like a sword dividing soul and spirit, for sharper than any two-edged sword, it cuts down those hidden thorns.
You have done well to rebuke the godless display of that ###, for such sensual folly kindles the very flames that are consuming your household. Let them all learn that the fear of God is indeed to hate evil; without this holy hatred, their religion is a vapor. Press on in this zeal, but guard your own heart against the care of this world and the bitterness that can spring up like a root of gall. Fast and pray as you purpose, knowing that true fasting breaks chains of injustice and lets the oppressed go free. Keep your own lamp trimmed, lest while you shout to rouse another, you yourself fall into the sleep of spiritual negligence. For if the day find you sleeping, weighed down by worldly thoughts, the drunkenness of resentment, or the soporific of despair, what hope is there for you or for her?
Take comfort in this: the Lord who delivered the Apostle from the lion’s mouth is able to deliver her from every evil work, not merely from temporal danger but from sin itself. That is the greater deliverance. He who broke the curse of the law and gave us the Spirit of adoption can transform her heart of stone into a heart of flesh, if only she will cry out for mercy. But she must not abuse this grace for a license to sin, as some do who deny their only Master. Pray then that she may receive that inward healing Isaiah describes, from the soles of her feet to the crown of her head, so that she no longer chases lovers that cannot satisfy but flees back to the source of living water.
Let your prayer be without ceasing, but let it also be with faith, for he who asks doubting is like a wave of the sea. Do not look so long at the swelling waves of her sin that you forget the calm Christ brings. Lay hold of the horns of the altar with this sure hope: if she returns and bears fruit in keeping with repentance, there is refreshment from the presence of the Lord, for He is not willing that any should perish. Rise up, then, and with those four sword-bearers, finish the work you have pledged. Let none of you be negligent in so great a matter, for cursed is he who does the work of the Lord with slackness. May it be done with zeal, and may the very fear of what she might become, a byword of warning to others, strike terror into the hearts of all who look upon her, that they too may flee from the wrath to come.
And you, see that in all your striving you do not let the sun go down on your anger, but present yourself a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable. The thorns you would see plucked from her garden must not be permitted to grow in your own. Root them out by continual remembrance of the word, by the psalmody of the Church, by the Eucharistic feast that unites us to Christ and to one another. Let no ill-timed shout or vain chattering disturb the peace of your home; instead, make it a little church, hymning the Master of all. If you do these things, you shall not only strengthen your own soul but may yet see the daughter of Abraham loosed from her bondage, no longer held captive by the devil to do his will. Amen.
Consider how the evil one works: he suffers not those who are watchful to see the evil before the sin is completed. When she first entertained these thoughts, she felt no alarm; now the transgression has taken root, and the devil would keep her blind until it is too late. I tremble when I recall how Judas himself felt remorse only after his deed was accomplished, yet his repentance came too late because he yielded to despair and destroyed himself. That is the design of the enemy, to lead a soul from sin into hopelessness, that no fruit of repentance might remain. Let this be a warning both to her and to all who pray for her: do not delay, for there are sins which, if we persist, may pass beyond remedy. Yet while she still draws breath, do not cease to call her back. If she will return, even from the very brink, the Father runs to meet the prodigal.
You ask for the church and her pastors to intervene according to the word of our Lord. This is right, for Christ established such order that the impenitent might be warned and, if possible, restored. But I charge you and those who would go to her: let none of them do as Eli, who honored his sons above the Lord. The fear of man is indeed a snare. If a pastor or family member shrinks from speaking the truth for fear of offending, he becomes a betrayer of her soul. The wound must be probed, however foul, if healing is to come. Yet this must be done with the tenderness of those who know their own weakness, lest she be driven from the assembly of the faithful rather than drawn back. Let them speak gently but firmly, that the word may penetrate like a sword dividing soul and spirit, for sharper than any two-edged sword, it cuts down those hidden thorns.
You have done well to rebuke the godless display of that ###, for such sensual folly kindles the very flames that are consuming your household. Let them all learn that the fear of God is indeed to hate evil; without this holy hatred, their religion is a vapor. Press on in this zeal, but guard your own heart against the care of this world and the bitterness that can spring up like a root of gall. Fast and pray as you purpose, knowing that true fasting breaks chains of injustice and lets the oppressed go free. Keep your own lamp trimmed, lest while you shout to rouse another, you yourself fall into the sleep of spiritual negligence. For if the day find you sleeping, weighed down by worldly thoughts, the drunkenness of resentment, or the soporific of despair, what hope is there for you or for her?
Take comfort in this: the Lord who delivered the Apostle from the lion’s mouth is able to deliver her from every evil work, not merely from temporal danger but from sin itself. That is the greater deliverance. He who broke the curse of the law and gave us the Spirit of adoption can transform her heart of stone into a heart of flesh, if only she will cry out for mercy. But she must not abuse this grace for a license to sin, as some do who deny their only Master. Pray then that she may receive that inward healing Isaiah describes, from the soles of her feet to the crown of her head, so that she no longer chases lovers that cannot satisfy but flees back to the source of living water.
Let your prayer be without ceasing, but let it also be with faith, for he who asks doubting is like a wave of the sea. Do not look so long at the swelling waves of her sin that you forget the calm Christ brings. Lay hold of the horns of the altar with this sure hope: if she returns and bears fruit in keeping with repentance, there is refreshment from the presence of the Lord, for He is not willing that any should perish. Rise up, then, and with those four sword-bearers, finish the work you have pledged. Let none of you be negligent in so great a matter, for cursed is he who does the work of the Lord with slackness. May it be done with zeal, and may the very fear of what she might become, a byword of warning to others, strike terror into the hearts of all who look upon her, that they too may flee from the wrath to come.
And you, see that in all your striving you do not let the sun go down on your anger, but present yourself a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable. The thorns you would see plucked from her garden must not be permitted to grow in your own. Root them out by continual remembrance of the word, by the psalmody of the Church, by the Eucharistic feast that unites us to Christ and to one another. Let no ill-timed shout or vain chattering disturb the peace of your home; instead, make it a little church, hymning the Master of all. If you do these things, you shall not only strengthen your own soul but may yet see the daughter of Abraham loosed from her bondage, no longer held captive by the devil to do his will. Amen.
