Chrysostom
Beloved of All
Your eager anticipation of this birthday, watching the clock draw near to midnight, reveals a heart hungry for love and joy. Yet consider for a moment what kind of joy you are truly seeking. You wish for a flood of congratulations, so many that you cannot even answer them all. But tell me, what happens when the voices fade and the day ends? Does such joy endure, or does it vanish like a mist under the sun? The world’s honors are fleeting; they are not dignities at all but mere shadows, sustained by fine words and the attention of others. A soul that pins its happiness on the praise of men is building a house upon the waves.
The joy that remains full, the joy Christ promised His disciples, is not drawn from outward acclaim. He said, “These things have I spoken unto you, that My joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full.” And what things had He spoken? That they should love one another as He had loved them. True joy is the fruit of the Spirit, love, peace, a good conscience. A man with a cleansed heart, even if he lives in rags and hunger, is of better spirits than one who feasts on luxuries but carries the weight of unrepented sin. Why then do you set your birthday wish on a multitude of greetings, when you might instead desire the one greeting that matters: the approval of Heaven?
It is not wrong to desire happiness, but seek it where it cannot be lost. Rather than hoping to be so overwhelmed by congratulations that you forget to give thanks, resolve to be the first to love and honor others. Leap at the chance to show warm affection, not waiting to be loved, but giving it freely. In that self-forgetfulness you will find a deeper celebration. And whether this day brings many voices or few, lift up your heart in thanksgiving to God, who numbers your days and offers you the gift of adoption. That is a dignity which no birthday can diminish and no death can destroy. Spend this coming year not counting the praises you receive, but growing in the grace that makes every hour a festival of the soul. Do that, and you will have joy enough to overflow, no matter who remembers to congratulate you.
The joy that remains full, the joy Christ promised His disciples, is not drawn from outward acclaim. He said, “These things have I spoken unto you, that My joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full.” And what things had He spoken? That they should love one another as He had loved them. True joy is the fruit of the Spirit, love, peace, a good conscience. A man with a cleansed heart, even if he lives in rags and hunger, is of better spirits than one who feasts on luxuries but carries the weight of unrepented sin. Why then do you set your birthday wish on a multitude of greetings, when you might instead desire the one greeting that matters: the approval of Heaven?
It is not wrong to desire happiness, but seek it where it cannot be lost. Rather than hoping to be so overwhelmed by congratulations that you forget to give thanks, resolve to be the first to love and honor others. Leap at the chance to show warm affection, not waiting to be loved, but giving it freely. In that self-forgetfulness you will find a deeper celebration. And whether this day brings many voices or few, lift up your heart in thanksgiving to God, who numbers your days and offers you the gift of adoption. That is a dignity which no birthday can diminish and no death can destroy. Spend this coming year not counting the praises you receive, but growing in the grace that makes every hour a festival of the soul. Do that, and you will have joy enough to overflow, no matter who remembers to congratulate you.
