Chrysostom
Beloved of All
I will pray for your cat, that God would relieve his sickness and restore him to himself. The Creator who feeds the sparrows and gives breath to every living thing can touch the body of this small animal and raise him up. I will ask this of Him for your sake.
But I cannot stop without speaking to you about your own soul. You have said that this cat is your only companion, that he helped you through the death of your sister, and that if anything happened to him you would not be able to go on. I do not rebuke your affection. The animal has been a gift of God to you in your loneliness and illness. But when any creature becomes the reason you consent to live, it has taken the place of God, and it will only torment you with fear. You are being tossed by waves, exactly as a soul is tossed that has not anchored its hope in the unchangeable God. Every small change in your cat's condition brings terror or relief, but there is no peace, because the heart is resting on something that must die.
The Lord says, Do not fear those who kill the body and after that can do no more. Your cat's sickness and even his death belong to this passing world. They can wound your heart, but they cannot destroy your soul. Yet if you make this animal your reason for living, your soul is already in danger. That is the greater sickness. Christ did not give His blood for animals; He gave it for you. Do not answer that precious gift by saying you cannot go on unless a cat remains alive. You can go on, not because your own strength is enough, but because Christ is risen and holds those who are His.
I will pray for your cat's healing, and I will also pray that God would release you from this despair. Love the animal, nurse it, thank God for every day with it. But kneel and say to the Lord, You gave, and You may take away; blessed be Your name. Ask Him to make your soul able to lose this little gift without losing hope, because your true life is hidden with Christ in God. The creature is a small, bright token of God's kindness. Do not make it a heavy chain around your neck.
But I cannot stop without speaking to you about your own soul. You have said that this cat is your only companion, that he helped you through the death of your sister, and that if anything happened to him you would not be able to go on. I do not rebuke your affection. The animal has been a gift of God to you in your loneliness and illness. But when any creature becomes the reason you consent to live, it has taken the place of God, and it will only torment you with fear. You are being tossed by waves, exactly as a soul is tossed that has not anchored its hope in the unchangeable God. Every small change in your cat's condition brings terror or relief, but there is no peace, because the heart is resting on something that must die.
The Lord says, Do not fear those who kill the body and after that can do no more. Your cat's sickness and even his death belong to this passing world. They can wound your heart, but they cannot destroy your soul. Yet if you make this animal your reason for living, your soul is already in danger. That is the greater sickness. Christ did not give His blood for animals; He gave it for you. Do not answer that precious gift by saying you cannot go on unless a cat remains alive. You can go on, not because your own strength is enough, but because Christ is risen and holds those who are His.
I will pray for your cat's healing, and I will also pray that God would release you from this despair. Love the animal, nurse it, thank God for every day with it. But kneel and say to the Lord, You gave, and You may take away; blessed be Your name. Ask Him to make your soul able to lose this little gift without losing hope, because your true life is hidden with Christ in God. The creature is a small, bright token of God's kindness. Do not make it a heavy chain around your neck.
