Chrysostom
Beloved of All
The cries of your heart have been heard, for God is not far from any who call upon Him in truth. You plead for the life of a little creature entrusted to your care, and this is no small thing. The same Lord who notes the fall of a sparrow and clothes the grass of the field is not indifferent to the suffering of a living thing He has made. Yet I would lift your eyes higher, even in this distress. You ask for a full recovery, for guidance of the specialist, for ease of pain. These are good, and we may ask them. But remember the Canaanite woman who cried out for her daughter and was met at first with silence, then testing, then the great reward: "Great is thy faith, be it unto thee even as thou wilt." So persist in your pleading, but let your faith be anchored not in the healing itself, but in the Healer. For sometimes He delays to grant our temporal requests, that He might grant instead a deeper healing, the remission of sins and the strengthening of the soul.
Consider: the body of that little animal may be racked with infirmity, but what of your own soul? The same mercy that can restore a cat to health can cleanse a conscience, break the chains of long-held sin, and shine light into dark corners. Therefore, while you minister medicine to your cat and seek the skill of the physician, minister also to your own inner being. Let this trouble become a tutor, reminding you of the fleeting nature of this life and the urgency of seeking the Bread that endures to eternal life. You say God is the only one who can help. Indeed, and He is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask. But first, receive the medicine that never fails: the flesh and blood of the Son of Man, which alone gives life. Partake with a repentant heart, forgiving others as you have been forgiven, and you will find in that fountain a peace that subdues every storm. The Lord who stilled the waves can calm your fear and the creature’s distress. Do not despair as long as it is called "today." Renew your strength, not by gazing upon the illness, but by fixing your eyes on the Sun of Righteousness. Let your heart become a tablet inscribed with His promises, and no wave of panic will overwhelm you. Pray on, but let your chief prayer be: "Thy will be done," for His will is always healing unto salvation, whether by restoring the temporal life or by using suffering to draw us to the eternal.
Consider: the body of that little animal may be racked with infirmity, but what of your own soul? The same mercy that can restore a cat to health can cleanse a conscience, break the chains of long-held sin, and shine light into dark corners. Therefore, while you minister medicine to your cat and seek the skill of the physician, minister also to your own inner being. Let this trouble become a tutor, reminding you of the fleeting nature of this life and the urgency of seeking the Bread that endures to eternal life. You say God is the only one who can help. Indeed, and He is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask. But first, receive the medicine that never fails: the flesh and blood of the Son of Man, which alone gives life. Partake with a repentant heart, forgiving others as you have been forgiven, and you will find in that fountain a peace that subdues every storm. The Lord who stilled the waves can calm your fear and the creature’s distress. Do not despair as long as it is called "today." Renew your strength, not by gazing upon the illness, but by fixing your eyes on the Sun of Righteousness. Let your heart become a tablet inscribed with His promises, and no wave of panic will overwhelm you. Pray on, but let your chief prayer be: "Thy will be done," for His will is always healing unto salvation, whether by restoring the temporal life or by using suffering to draw us to the eternal.
