Chrysostom
Beloved of All
You dread missing something important, and this small care has swallowed you whole. But consider: if the devil sees the law of God written in your soul, and your heart a tablet for the Spirit’s writing, he cannot even look upon such calm, but turns his back from afar. Is it so with you now? This anxiety over a piece of mail, a postal carrier’s fault, has it not darkened your mind and driven away that peace? You pray for healing of body and soul, which is right, yet you link that great request to this trifling grievance as if they were one thing. The aches and pains of the body are real, and the mind’s turmoil also, but the remedy is not a speedy Monday delivery. The remedy is to come continually to the house of healing, to hear the laws of the Spirit, and on returning home to write them in your heart. Then even in the midst of displeasing things, you will enjoy a great calm.
You ask the Lord to use you, to have His way, and that is a noble cry. But do not understand this spiritually in one breath, and then carnally in the next. What does it mean for the Holy Spirit to have His way? It does not mean He smooths every minor inconvenience so your mind can rest. The Spirit bloweth where it listeth, you cannot trace His path, any more than the wind’s. His work in you is not to make the mail carrier flawless, but to render your soul unstained by such disturbances, bright with grace, so that you give no occasion of stumbling. If your peace depends on a letter arriving, you are not yet salt and light to the watching world; you are darkened by the very thing you should rise above.
Do not neglect your body’s pain or your mind’s weariness, but bring them to the Great Physician with a higher hope. The punishment you shun in small frustrations points to a far greater fear: eternal punishment and the fire that is never quenched. Let that thought startle you into true healing. Would you trade the soul’s calm for a timely envelope? God forbid. All things, whether you eat or drink or fret over lost mail, do all to the glory of God. Seek that first. The Holy Spirit’s use of you begins not with outward tasks done in agitation, but with an inner stillness that proclaims, “I know that my Redeemer lives” more loudly than any words. Then even the careless carrier becomes a foundation for grace, if you meet the small trial without stumbling.
You ask the Lord to use you, to have His way, and that is a noble cry. But do not understand this spiritually in one breath, and then carnally in the next. What does it mean for the Holy Spirit to have His way? It does not mean He smooths every minor inconvenience so your mind can rest. The Spirit bloweth where it listeth, you cannot trace His path, any more than the wind’s. His work in you is not to make the mail carrier flawless, but to render your soul unstained by such disturbances, bright with grace, so that you give no occasion of stumbling. If your peace depends on a letter arriving, you are not yet salt and light to the watching world; you are darkened by the very thing you should rise above.
Do not neglect your body’s pain or your mind’s weariness, but bring them to the Great Physician with a higher hope. The punishment you shun in small frustrations points to a far greater fear: eternal punishment and the fire that is never quenched. Let that thought startle you into true healing. Would you trade the soul’s calm for a timely envelope? God forbid. All things, whether you eat or drink or fret over lost mail, do all to the glory of God. Seek that first. The Holy Spirit’s use of you begins not with outward tasks done in agitation, but with an inner stillness that proclaims, “I know that my Redeemer lives” more loudly than any words. Then even the careless carrier becomes a foundation for grace, if you meet the small trial without stumbling.
