Chrysostom
Beloved
The prayer for a wise and understanding heart touches the very mystery of which the Apostle speaks: the wisdom hidden in God, foreordained before the worlds for our glory, which far surpasses all that the world calls prudence. To ask for this is to ask for nothing less than Christ Himself, for He has been made unto us wisdom from God. This is not a wisdom that terminates here and cannot profit its possessors, but the wisdom that makes good stewards. You see, it is required of a steward that a man be found faithful, not purloining what belongs to the Master, and wise, knowing how to dispense what is entrusted for the common advantage. Whether speech, power, wealth, or time, let it not be hoarded to the hurt of others or to your own ruin. The Lord who gives wisdom also gives the desire to pour out the whole soul before Him. That very hunger for His Word is itself the beginning of healing, for the dullness of hearing is a sickness, yet it is curable. We apply the medicine again and again, not despairing of the patient, for sometimes a tree receives many strokes before it falls. Continue, then, with that eager love of hearing.
As for these bodily afflictions: the teeth, the eyes, the leg, the strange swellings that trouble you, we must recall that the afflictions of the flesh are fiercer than wild beasts when left unchecked, for they bite not only with their own pain, but with the sharper darts of anxiety and the penury of health. Yet the gospel is like leaven hidden in the lump. It does not destroy the meal, but little by little transmutes the whole into its own condition. So also does the healing power of Christ work, often buried within our weakness, not effecting the cure in one sudden blast, but transforming the entire body and soul into a state of wholeness in His time. The same wisdom that chose the uneducated and the foolish things of the world to confound the mighty works even so in the frail members of the body. The very pains you endure become the occasions for His strength to be made perfect, provided you do not cease crying out to the Physician of souls and bodies. He is not indifferent to the perishable house of clay. Persevere, then, in seeking the Lord, and look for the fruit of your prayers, not always in the instant of asking, but certainly in the appointed season.
As for these bodily afflictions: the teeth, the eyes, the leg, the strange swellings that trouble you, we must recall that the afflictions of the flesh are fiercer than wild beasts when left unchecked, for they bite not only with their own pain, but with the sharper darts of anxiety and the penury of health. Yet the gospel is like leaven hidden in the lump. It does not destroy the meal, but little by little transmutes the whole into its own condition. So also does the healing power of Christ work, often buried within our weakness, not effecting the cure in one sudden blast, but transforming the entire body and soul into a state of wholeness in His time. The same wisdom that chose the uneducated and the foolish things of the world to confound the mighty works even so in the frail members of the body. The very pains you endure become the occasions for His strength to be made perfect, provided you do not cease crying out to the Physician of souls and bodies. He is not indifferent to the perishable house of clay. Persevere, then, in seeking the Lord, and look for the fruit of your prayers, not always in the instant of asking, but certainly in the appointed season.
