Chrysostom
Beloved of All
The twitching of the flesh is often a messenger of the disquiet within. When the soul is tossed by a storm of anxieties, the body trembles and protests. You lean toward stress, and well you might, for the cares of this life are many and they gnaw at the root of our peace. But I ask you, what relief did the Apostle find when his spirit had no rest? He came to Troas, a door was opened for the gospel, yet he had no relief because his brother was absent. And what did he do? He did not sink into murmuring, nor demand immediate healing; he took his leave and went forth, still preaching, still trusting. Bodily comfort was not his master.
You seek prayers, and rightly so, for the prayer of the church is a mighty remedy. Yet more than the prayer of others, examine your own prayer. Is it the prayer of one who casts all care upon the Lord, or is it tangled with the very anxieties that set your brow to twitching? The nervous system is not merely a web of sinews; it is stirred by the passions. Anger, fear, worldly sorrow, these pluck the strings of the body until it plays a discordant tune. Often we want the symptom removed while the disease remains untouched. But the merciful Physician works a deeper cure. He may permit this small affliction to continue, so that you might search your heart and say, "What in me is not at rest in God?"
Do not think that relief is withheld because God does not hear. Remember how a tree stands firm under many blows before it falls; so the soul often receives word after word, prayer after prayer, and seems unchanged, until suddenly the fruit of healing appears. Persist, and do not let this twitching become a second affliction by fixing your gaze upon it. When you feel it, turn your thought to Him who holds your very frame together. Offer the discomfort as a little martyrdom of love. For if love is absent, even the giving of your body to be burned profits nothing; but if love is present, every involuntary spasm becomes a sweet incense.
I will pray that your nervous system be calmed, but much more will I pray that your soul find its true relief, the peace that passes understanding, seeing that even the absence of Titus could not shake the Apostle from his course. Let your brow rest not by your own mindful lowering, but by the lifting of your heart to heaven. There is your door opened in the Lord.
You seek prayers, and rightly so, for the prayer of the church is a mighty remedy. Yet more than the prayer of others, examine your own prayer. Is it the prayer of one who casts all care upon the Lord, or is it tangled with the very anxieties that set your brow to twitching? The nervous system is not merely a web of sinews; it is stirred by the passions. Anger, fear, worldly sorrow, these pluck the strings of the body until it plays a discordant tune. Often we want the symptom removed while the disease remains untouched. But the merciful Physician works a deeper cure. He may permit this small affliction to continue, so that you might search your heart and say, "What in me is not at rest in God?"
Do not think that relief is withheld because God does not hear. Remember how a tree stands firm under many blows before it falls; so the soul often receives word after word, prayer after prayer, and seems unchanged, until suddenly the fruit of healing appears. Persist, and do not let this twitching become a second affliction by fixing your gaze upon it. When you feel it, turn your thought to Him who holds your very frame together. Offer the discomfort as a little martyrdom of love. For if love is absent, even the giving of your body to be burned profits nothing; but if love is present, every involuntary spasm becomes a sweet incense.
I will pray that your nervous system be calmed, but much more will I pray that your soul find its true relief, the peace that passes understanding, seeing that even the absence of Titus could not shake the Apostle from his course. Let your brow rest not by your own mindful lowering, but by the lifting of your heart to heaven. There is your door opened in the Lord.
