Chrysostom
Beloved
The blood of Jesus Christ pleads nothing before the Father if the mind that cries for it does not also heed the command to depart from iniquity. You have armed yourself with Scripture as a warrior, yet I must ask: when you plead that no weapon formed against you shall prosper, do you not see that the greatest weapon is often our own silence in the face of sin we are commanded to rebuke? You ask God to saturate your home with peace, but peace cannot dwell where fornication is treated as a minor trespass. The peace that surpasses understanding is the possession of those who wage war against the passions, not those who merely groan under them.
I hear the anguish for your daughter, and it is right that you mourn for her soul. The devil has indeed caught her in a net woven of false affection and carnal comfort. But observe the Apostle Paul: when he was persecuting the church, breathing threats, how did God rescue him? Not by gentle coaxing of his feelings, but by a light that struck him blind and a voice that brought him to his knees in trembling. The Lord knows how to break the stubbornness you describe, but His instrument is often the very distress the sinner wishes to escape. Pray not merely for her swift removal from that house, but for the blessed misery of conviction to seize her there. A prodigal returns home not because the pigpen became comfortable, but because he came to himself in the depth of his hunger.
You want her eyes opened to the truth that this man is not her husband. Yet what truth have you and your household been living out loud? The truth that she is called to forsake sin is the same truth that forbids us to commune with darkness as if it were harmless. I say to you what I say to every parent: surround your daughter not with the silent treatment of mere worry, but with the active, holy intrusion of the church. Let companions of her former days be men and women not perjured, not lovers of pleasure, who will track her out, who will rebuke, who will minister not to her excuses but to her soul. Do not merely command the enemy to flee; show your daughter the holy beauty of a life that needs no illicit shelter.
Concerning the woman who speaks against marriage and purity, her voice has power only where the truth is not already established as a fortress. The prophets of old did not merely ask God to remove the false priests; they thundered, “Thus says the Lord,” against their lies. Frustrate her scheme by making your own instruction so clear, so relentless in love, that her counsel appears the poison it truly is. The weapons of our warfare are not carnal; they are mighty in God for pulling down strongholds. So pull them down by every godly conversation, by reading the word together, by making your home a place where fornication is not whispered about as a mistake, but named as the soul destroying rebellion it is.
And as for your son, the one afflicted, I see you pray for his peace. But do not measure the Lord’s favor by the absence of setbacks. For when they were tortured and not accepting deliverance, they did so that they might obtain a better resurrection. The peace of God is not the peace of a body that never suffers, but the peace of a soul that knows its Redeemer lives. Guard his heart by guarding the atmosphere of your home. Remove from his ears the polluted noise of this worldly drama. Let him be anointed not by your frantic protections but by the serene joy of a family that trusts Christ more than it fears disability or division.
You pray for financial blessing, and that is not sinful, but let your first profit be the souls of your children. Invest your tears and your rebukes there, and store up treasure in heaven. The Lord fights for you, indeed, but He fights on the field of obedience. Stand still and see His salvation, but standing still means standing firm in the faith once delivered, without shifting to the right or to the left. Let your household become a city set on a hill, whose light makes the works of darkness so manifest that your daughter begins to feel the heat of its glory before she even walks through the door. God is able to restore the years the locust has eaten, but the caterpillar of sin must first be starved of its food. Give it no shelter, no silence, no truce, and you will yet see the deliverance of the Lord.
I hear the anguish for your daughter, and it is right that you mourn for her soul. The devil has indeed caught her in a net woven of false affection and carnal comfort. But observe the Apostle Paul: when he was persecuting the church, breathing threats, how did God rescue him? Not by gentle coaxing of his feelings, but by a light that struck him blind and a voice that brought him to his knees in trembling. The Lord knows how to break the stubbornness you describe, but His instrument is often the very distress the sinner wishes to escape. Pray not merely for her swift removal from that house, but for the blessed misery of conviction to seize her there. A prodigal returns home not because the pigpen became comfortable, but because he came to himself in the depth of his hunger.
You want her eyes opened to the truth that this man is not her husband. Yet what truth have you and your household been living out loud? The truth that she is called to forsake sin is the same truth that forbids us to commune with darkness as if it were harmless. I say to you what I say to every parent: surround your daughter not with the silent treatment of mere worry, but with the active, holy intrusion of the church. Let companions of her former days be men and women not perjured, not lovers of pleasure, who will track her out, who will rebuke, who will minister not to her excuses but to her soul. Do not merely command the enemy to flee; show your daughter the holy beauty of a life that needs no illicit shelter.
Concerning the woman who speaks against marriage and purity, her voice has power only where the truth is not already established as a fortress. The prophets of old did not merely ask God to remove the false priests; they thundered, “Thus says the Lord,” against their lies. Frustrate her scheme by making your own instruction so clear, so relentless in love, that her counsel appears the poison it truly is. The weapons of our warfare are not carnal; they are mighty in God for pulling down strongholds. So pull them down by every godly conversation, by reading the word together, by making your home a place where fornication is not whispered about as a mistake, but named as the soul destroying rebellion it is.
And as for your son, the one afflicted, I see you pray for his peace. But do not measure the Lord’s favor by the absence of setbacks. For when they were tortured and not accepting deliverance, they did so that they might obtain a better resurrection. The peace of God is not the peace of a body that never suffers, but the peace of a soul that knows its Redeemer lives. Guard his heart by guarding the atmosphere of your home. Remove from his ears the polluted noise of this worldly drama. Let him be anointed not by your frantic protections but by the serene joy of a family that trusts Christ more than it fears disability or division.
You pray for financial blessing, and that is not sinful, but let your first profit be the souls of your children. Invest your tears and your rebukes there, and store up treasure in heaven. The Lord fights for you, indeed, but He fights on the field of obedience. Stand still and see His salvation, but standing still means standing firm in the faith once delivered, without shifting to the right or to the left. Let your household become a city set on a hill, whose light makes the works of darkness so manifest that your daughter begins to feel the heat of its glory before she even walks through the door. God is able to restore the years the locust has eaten, but the caterpillar of sin must first be starved of its food. Give it no shelter, no silence, no truce, and you will yet see the deliverance of the Lord.
