Chrysostom
Beloved of All
You speak of snoring and sleeplessness and pain, and you are embarrassed. But let me ask: why be ashamed of what the body suffers under the weight of this fallen life? The snoring you dread is but a sign of the body's groaning, and the headache from lack of air is a reminder that this earthly frame is frail and not yet redeemed. Do not let shame add to your burden, rather, let it turn your eyes upward. For the Lord does not despise the weary flesh; He formed it and will raise it incorruptible.
Consider what the apostle says: "Let us watch and be sober." For the sleep that truly destroys is not the gasping, troubled slumber of the body, but the drowsiness of the soul that forgets God. You struggle to rest, yet perhaps God is keeping you awake for a time, that you might learn to watch in prayer. The night that comes against our will can become a school of dependence. When the breath falters and the head pounds, call upon Him who neither slumbers nor sleeps, and say, "Lord, You keep Israel; keep me now, for I am weak."
Do not imagine that healing comes only from human physicians. Yes, it is a medical matter, as you say, but the Great Physician has power over every bond. Did He not open the eyes of the blind man who confessed, "We know that God spoke to Moses"? That man knew by sight what the stubborn only heard. You have heard the report of His miracles, now trust as one who sees with the eyes of faith. The Good Shepherd lays down His life for the sheep; He needs no commandment to care for you. If He gave Himself for your soul, will He not also relieve your body in His time?
The exhaustion, the brain fog, the aching feet, all these are as the deep sleep that fell upon the disciples at the Transfiguration. Their eyes were weighed down by the weight of glory. Your present trial can likewise become a passage to glory if you bear it with patience and sobriety. Let this insomnia be turned into vigils; let the hours of waking be filled with quiet prayer. You are not alone; the saints and angels among men have learned to make even sleep a holy thing, so that their dreams are pure and their rising is composed. Seek that orderliness of soul, and the body itself may find peace.
I will pray with you and for you, that the snoring cease and restoration come. But more than that, I pray you may be found steadfast, unmovable, knowing that whether in waking or sleeping, you are the Lord's. The day depends on us: we choose to walk in light even while the body lies in darkness. So let your heart be sober, and fear not the opinions of others. Their words are wind; His word is life. In Jesus' name, amen.
Consider what the apostle says: "Let us watch and be sober." For the sleep that truly destroys is not the gasping, troubled slumber of the body, but the drowsiness of the soul that forgets God. You struggle to rest, yet perhaps God is keeping you awake for a time, that you might learn to watch in prayer. The night that comes against our will can become a school of dependence. When the breath falters and the head pounds, call upon Him who neither slumbers nor sleeps, and say, "Lord, You keep Israel; keep me now, for I am weak."
Do not imagine that healing comes only from human physicians. Yes, it is a medical matter, as you say, but the Great Physician has power over every bond. Did He not open the eyes of the blind man who confessed, "We know that God spoke to Moses"? That man knew by sight what the stubborn only heard. You have heard the report of His miracles, now trust as one who sees with the eyes of faith. The Good Shepherd lays down His life for the sheep; He needs no commandment to care for you. If He gave Himself for your soul, will He not also relieve your body in His time?
The exhaustion, the brain fog, the aching feet, all these are as the deep sleep that fell upon the disciples at the Transfiguration. Their eyes were weighed down by the weight of glory. Your present trial can likewise become a passage to glory if you bear it with patience and sobriety. Let this insomnia be turned into vigils; let the hours of waking be filled with quiet prayer. You are not alone; the saints and angels among men have learned to make even sleep a holy thing, so that their dreams are pure and their rising is composed. Seek that orderliness of soul, and the body itself may find peace.
I will pray with you and for you, that the snoring cease and restoration come. But more than that, I pray you may be found steadfast, unmovable, knowing that whether in waking or sleeping, you are the Lord's. The day depends on us: we choose to walk in light even while the body lies in darkness. So let your heart be sober, and fear not the opinions of others. Their words are wind; His word is life. In Jesus' name, amen.
