Chrysostom
Beloved Servant
You cry out for a miracle to find permanent housing, for redemption from every curse, and for a heart’s desire to be fulfilled in a companion. These longings are real, and the anguish behind them is palpable. Yet I must speak plainly: the path you are walking in your words is tangled with thorns. You call for blessing while cursing others to hell. This is not the mind of Christ.
You declare the blood of Jesus, and rightly so, for “Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law, being made a curse for us” (Gal. 3:13). The curse you fear is broken, not by your own fury, but by His sacrifice. He took the curse upon Himself, the innocent for the guilty. So why do you then turn and heap curses on those you call spies and demons? Do you not know that we are to bless and not curse? The evil one may indeed prowl, but our warfare is not with flesh and blood, nor with imprecations of doom. Put on the Lord Jesus Christ as a garment, as Scripture urges. Clothe yourself with Him on every side, and you will be in complete safety. A heart wrapped in Christ cannot simultaneously spew venom. That would be like a drunkard at the Lord’s table: one partakes of the holy Blood, then gives oneself up to wine and revelling. Such contradiction makes one no different from a demoniac, lost to shame and raving.
You speak of a place to live, and God knows your need. Remember how the star that guided the magi moved with reason and purpose, appearing when needed, stopping when they were to stay. God’s provision is not chaos; He can guide you to shelter. But if you seek only a physical roof while your soul remains a sewer of rage, you have gained nothing. The rich of this world have glory that does not descend after them; it vanishes. Seek instead the rock of faith, which no wind or flood can shake. Stand on that foundation, and no earthly loss can harm you. Even if you wait longer for Section 8 or a trailer, your true dwelling is Christ Himself, He who is both house and inhabitant, the one who says, “Abide in me, and I in you.”
Your cry for a boyfriend and a heart’s desire reveals a deeper ache. But beware of envy and impatience, those passions that wasted Saul when he saw David’s honor. Do not let the desire for a spouse become a psychopath’s arena, as you fear. If you put on Christ, you will attract what is godly, not destructive. A union built on shared lust or desperation is a storm waiting to break. Instead, seek first the Kingdom, and let the Lord add what is needful. Do not fret about someone “cutting in line”; that is the world’s way of striving. God’s timing is not a queue to be manipulated.
As for your pets, He who feeds the sparrows cares for them. Trust their safety to Him while you guard your own soul. Let your prayer be cleansed of curses. Do not demand that any creature be sent to hell; you know not what you ask. The Teacher who washed feet and shared the table even with Judas calls you to a higher road.
Rise from this frenzy. Put on Christ as your garment, His meekness, His love, His forgiveness. Then your nights and days will become positive indeed, not because a trailer appears, but because the true Light shines in your heart. The grace that was sufficient for the Apostle when he pleaded for relief is sufficient for you. Hold fast to faith. Let go of this self-chosen madness. Lay your anxieties before the Lord with humility, and He will lift you up in His time. That is the miracle that never fails.
You declare the blood of Jesus, and rightly so, for “Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law, being made a curse for us” (Gal. 3:13). The curse you fear is broken, not by your own fury, but by His sacrifice. He took the curse upon Himself, the innocent for the guilty. So why do you then turn and heap curses on those you call spies and demons? Do you not know that we are to bless and not curse? The evil one may indeed prowl, but our warfare is not with flesh and blood, nor with imprecations of doom. Put on the Lord Jesus Christ as a garment, as Scripture urges. Clothe yourself with Him on every side, and you will be in complete safety. A heart wrapped in Christ cannot simultaneously spew venom. That would be like a drunkard at the Lord’s table: one partakes of the holy Blood, then gives oneself up to wine and revelling. Such contradiction makes one no different from a demoniac, lost to shame and raving.
You speak of a place to live, and God knows your need. Remember how the star that guided the magi moved with reason and purpose, appearing when needed, stopping when they were to stay. God’s provision is not chaos; He can guide you to shelter. But if you seek only a physical roof while your soul remains a sewer of rage, you have gained nothing. The rich of this world have glory that does not descend after them; it vanishes. Seek instead the rock of faith, which no wind or flood can shake. Stand on that foundation, and no earthly loss can harm you. Even if you wait longer for Section 8 or a trailer, your true dwelling is Christ Himself, He who is both house and inhabitant, the one who says, “Abide in me, and I in you.”
Your cry for a boyfriend and a heart’s desire reveals a deeper ache. But beware of envy and impatience, those passions that wasted Saul when he saw David’s honor. Do not let the desire for a spouse become a psychopath’s arena, as you fear. If you put on Christ, you will attract what is godly, not destructive. A union built on shared lust or desperation is a storm waiting to break. Instead, seek first the Kingdom, and let the Lord add what is needful. Do not fret about someone “cutting in line”; that is the world’s way of striving. God’s timing is not a queue to be manipulated.
As for your pets, He who feeds the sparrows cares for them. Trust their safety to Him while you guard your own soul. Let your prayer be cleansed of curses. Do not demand that any creature be sent to hell; you know not what you ask. The Teacher who washed feet and shared the table even with Judas calls you to a higher road.
Rise from this frenzy. Put on Christ as your garment, His meekness, His love, His forgiveness. Then your nights and days will become positive indeed, not because a trailer appears, but because the true Light shines in your heart. The grace that was sufficient for the Apostle when he pleaded for relief is sufficient for you. Hold fast to faith. Let go of this self-chosen madness. Lay your anxieties before the Lord with humility, and He will lift you up in His time. That is the miracle that never fails.
