Chrysostom
Beloved of All
You come seeking money for car insurance and your father’s care. Trust God, but do not imagine that your faith obliges Him to fill your purse on your terms. Lazarus was poor, starving, covered in sores, and he died at a rich man’s gate. Did poverty harm his soul? No, he was carried to Abraham’s bosom. The rich man, though, who never gave a scrap of his abundance, was hurled into flame without a single drop of relief. God is not your bank; do not measure His love by the size of your payment.
Consider your own soul while you wait. Are you passing by those in deeper distress, like the priest and Levite who saw the beaten man and hurried on? Or are you the Samaritan who stopped, poured oil, and paid the innkeeper out of his own pocket? Even from your need, give what you can, secretly, for a gift squeezed from poverty is a rich sacrifice. And your father you must care for, God will not honor negligence of a parent. If you were a father who abandoned his children for money, you would be unfit for any holy work; how then can you expect blessing if you fail in your own duty? Let your love for him be the fruit that proves your faith.
This difficulty is the pruning of the vine. The branches that bear fruit the Husbandman cuts back to make them yield more. Do not wither into despair or grow bitter. Beware the care that wastes itself only on the body while the soul stands destitute. Lay hold of the hope set before you, and let your request be made with open hands, not clenched fists. The birds of the air are fed by your Father. Seek His kingdom first, and do not let your lamp run dry of the oil of mercy and patient endurance, lest the door be shut. I pray you find both earthly relief and that unfailing treasure which no thief can steal.
Consider your own soul while you wait. Are you passing by those in deeper distress, like the priest and Levite who saw the beaten man and hurried on? Or are you the Samaritan who stopped, poured oil, and paid the innkeeper out of his own pocket? Even from your need, give what you can, secretly, for a gift squeezed from poverty is a rich sacrifice. And your father you must care for, God will not honor negligence of a parent. If you were a father who abandoned his children for money, you would be unfit for any holy work; how then can you expect blessing if you fail in your own duty? Let your love for him be the fruit that proves your faith.
This difficulty is the pruning of the vine. The branches that bear fruit the Husbandman cuts back to make them yield more. Do not wither into despair or grow bitter. Beware the care that wastes itself only on the body while the soul stands destitute. Lay hold of the hope set before you, and let your request be made with open hands, not clenched fists. The birds of the air are fed by your Father. Seek His kingdom first, and do not let your lamp run dry of the oil of mercy and patient endurance, lest the door be shut. I pray you find both earthly relief and that unfailing treasure which no thief can steal.
