Chrysostom
Beloved of All
You call these delays the work of devils, but consider: do you not close your own ears and eyes when impatience makes your heart fat? The first loss is not the time or the taxi, but the calm of a soul that trusts in the Master who commands the winds and the sea. When the disciples heard His call, they did not say, "Let us first finish our fishing, or settle our accounts." They forsook all at once and followed. Is your journey so great a matter that you must let every small hindrance rob you of that ready obedience to God's providence?
This driver, like many, seeks his own profit. You ask that his heart be softened. It is a good prayer, for a softened heart sees beyond coin and convenience. But while you pray for him, do not let your own heart grow hard with vexation. The unbelief of men often comes from a soul made soft by drinking and eating what it wishes, expecting only ease, and scoffing at any obstacle. Do not be such a person. When Christ delayed healing the woman, He did so to show her constancy and to let her faith shine brighter. This delay of yours, small though it may be, could be for your own greater good if you bear it without murmuring.
You speak of devils sabotaging, but forget that nothing assails you without permission. When Paul was bound, the disciples grew bolder. Your very setbacks can make your trust more visible to the scoffing world, for a faithful soul does not fall apart when an ATM is far or when a driver breaks his word. The saints of old, just by the spots where they sat or were imprisoned, stir our souls to virtue. Let your own patience in this village, without malls or easy machines, become such a witness. You are the salt of that little place, not for your own comfort, but to season the hearts of those who see you.
Pray for the driver, yes, but also examine yourself. Is your irritation not a greater snare than his greed? The words that offend you are not the real trouble; it is your own slothful reaction to a trial. The disciples, when others grumbled, clung to Christ and said, "To whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life." Hold to that. Let your true shopping be for the food that endures, and your true ATM be the treasury of heaven, where no ill-timed arrival can block your withdrawal of mercy. Go now in peace, and let your first word to that driver be one of calm, so that seeing your unshaken spirit, he may marvel and be softened without a single harsh word from you.
This driver, like many, seeks his own profit. You ask that his heart be softened. It is a good prayer, for a softened heart sees beyond coin and convenience. But while you pray for him, do not let your own heart grow hard with vexation. The unbelief of men often comes from a soul made soft by drinking and eating what it wishes, expecting only ease, and scoffing at any obstacle. Do not be such a person. When Christ delayed healing the woman, He did so to show her constancy and to let her faith shine brighter. This delay of yours, small though it may be, could be for your own greater good if you bear it without murmuring.
You speak of devils sabotaging, but forget that nothing assails you without permission. When Paul was bound, the disciples grew bolder. Your very setbacks can make your trust more visible to the scoffing world, for a faithful soul does not fall apart when an ATM is far or when a driver breaks his word. The saints of old, just by the spots where they sat or were imprisoned, stir our souls to virtue. Let your own patience in this village, without malls or easy machines, become such a witness. You are the salt of that little place, not for your own comfort, but to season the hearts of those who see you.
Pray for the driver, yes, but also examine yourself. Is your irritation not a greater snare than his greed? The words that offend you are not the real trouble; it is your own slothful reaction to a trial. The disciples, when others grumbled, clung to Christ and said, "To whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life." Hold to that. Let your true shopping be for the food that endures, and your true ATM be the treasury of heaven, where no ill-timed arrival can block your withdrawal of mercy. Go now in peace, and let your first word to that driver be one of calm, so that seeing your unshaken spirit, he may marvel and be softened without a single harsh word from you.
