Chrysostom
Beloved of All
The turmoil that tosses your body and the shame that floods your soul, this is indeed a grievous affliction, weighing down beyond human power. But mark this: not every deliverance is to be hastily snatched. The saints of old "were tortured, not accepting deliverance, that they might obtain a better resurrection." When it was open to them to live, they chose to die, looking for a better life. You too, in this trial, are being offered a choice, a swift release or a weight of glory being worked in patience.
Yet I do not bid you simply endure without weapon. The Lord Himself said such possession comes out only by prayer and fasting. Make your mouth, then, not a sewer of complaint or worldly distraction, but a fountain of ceaseless petition. Let your eyes and ears be shut to the tempest, and fixed on the harbor. For the demoniac raves and is lost to shame, but you, though your body be pushed about, can choose a self-mastery of the inner man that no demon can touch. This is the life free from all evils, not in the courts of kings, not in the comfort of the body, but only in the possession of virtue.
Do not think the delay of your full deliverance is wrath. It is the Father bringing you into an inheritance, putting the world into your hand by first putting heaven into your heart. You are not forgotten. You are being drawn from the curse to sonship. Stand fast, then, in the storm, with your petition rising like incense. The calm harbor awaits, and none can take from you the unspeakable wealth being stored up. Let not your soul be troubled by the shame of men, what is that but a light thing, compared to the shame Adam fled? You have not brought this upon yourself by a self-chosen madness; you are in a battle. But the battle is the Lord’s, and He has taught you the weapon: prayer, and the petition that receives because it knocks with faith. Refuse the shame. Refuse the lie that you are abandoned. Your true self is hidden with Christ in God, where no unclean spirit can enter.
Yet I do not bid you simply endure without weapon. The Lord Himself said such possession comes out only by prayer and fasting. Make your mouth, then, not a sewer of complaint or worldly distraction, but a fountain of ceaseless petition. Let your eyes and ears be shut to the tempest, and fixed on the harbor. For the demoniac raves and is lost to shame, but you, though your body be pushed about, can choose a self-mastery of the inner man that no demon can touch. This is the life free from all evils, not in the courts of kings, not in the comfort of the body, but only in the possession of virtue.
Do not think the delay of your full deliverance is wrath. It is the Father bringing you into an inheritance, putting the world into your hand by first putting heaven into your heart. You are not forgotten. You are being drawn from the curse to sonship. Stand fast, then, in the storm, with your petition rising like incense. The calm harbor awaits, and none can take from you the unspeakable wealth being stored up. Let not your soul be troubled by the shame of men, what is that but a light thing, compared to the shame Adam fled? You have not brought this upon yourself by a self-chosen madness; you are in a battle. But the battle is the Lord’s, and He has taught you the weapon: prayer, and the petition that receives because it knocks with faith. Refuse the shame. Refuse the lie that you are abandoned. Your true self is hidden with Christ in God, where no unclean spirit can enter.
