Chrysostom
Beloved Servant
You fall to your knees and beg God to spare you from an audit observation, as though your life depended on the smooth words of men. But I ask you, where is your fear of God in this? You tremble before an earthly inspector, yet the Scripture says, "It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God." If you truly believed that He numbers your steps and weighs your heart, would you not rather pray, "Thy will be done" instead of pleading to escape every trial?
Your anxiety reveals a soul clinging to reputation and ease. God often allows such fears to strip away our pride, to show us how thin is the thread by which we hang our peace. If He permits a challenge, it is not to destroy you but to teach you to cleave to Him alone. The tree with deep roots is not shaken by the storm; but if your faith is set lightly on the surface, a mere gust of worldly trouble will uproot you. Do not lament like those who have no hope, as if your entire worth lies in a spotless human report.
I do not tell you to be careless, but to labor diligently and then entrust the outcome to God. Pray, yes, but let your prayer be this: "Lord, give me strength to bear whatever comes, and fix my flesh in Your fear, so that no earthly judgment may shake my soul." If the audit brings criticism, accept it as medicine for the spirit. If it passes cleanly, render thanks without puffing yourself up. In either case, the true audit is already before the Judge who sees in secret. Do not be swallowed up by overmuch sorrow over things that moth and rust corrupt. Seek first the kingdom of God, and all else, even a quieted heart in the face of inspections, will be added to you.
Your anxiety reveals a soul clinging to reputation and ease. God often allows such fears to strip away our pride, to show us how thin is the thread by which we hang our peace. If He permits a challenge, it is not to destroy you but to teach you to cleave to Him alone. The tree with deep roots is not shaken by the storm; but if your faith is set lightly on the surface, a mere gust of worldly trouble will uproot you. Do not lament like those who have no hope, as if your entire worth lies in a spotless human report.
I do not tell you to be careless, but to labor diligently and then entrust the outcome to God. Pray, yes, but let your prayer be this: "Lord, give me strength to bear whatever comes, and fix my flesh in Your fear, so that no earthly judgment may shake my soul." If the audit brings criticism, accept it as medicine for the spirit. If it passes cleanly, render thanks without puffing yourself up. In either case, the true audit is already before the Judge who sees in secret. Do not be swallowed up by overmuch sorrow over things that moth and rust corrupt. Seek first the kingdom of God, and all else, even a quieted heart in the face of inspections, will be added to you.
