Chrysostom
Beloved of All
Your hunger is a harsh schoolmaster, but it can teach you what abundance concealed. You speak as if the lack of food were your greatest trial. Yet consider the disciples, who once had nothing, not even bread for the day, and still they gave away the little they carried when the Lord commanded. They did not cling to the five loaves, pleading their own empty stomachs, but obeyed at once, and not only were all fed, but they gathered what was left. So I say to you: if you have almost no food, examine whether you have been making provision for the flesh to fulfill its lusts. Have you fattened the body beyond needs, lighting the furnace of desire, and now when it flickers you cry out? The belly is a rabid dog; the more you feed it, the more fiercely it attacks. But if you weaken it by fasting, it learns to heel.
Do not think hunger the great evil. Surfeit has killed more than famine ever did. The country folk, who daily wrestle with empty stomachs, need no physicians; but the glutton cannot survive two days without calling a doctor. So if you are now perishing by hunger, remember that Christ Himself chose hunger when He came to the fig tree, and He taught us by His own example to despise the belly’s tyranny. When your stomach gnaws, lift your mind to the true Bread. This life is but a dream; the pangs pass with the night. But if in your terror you sin, if you rob, or defraud, or burn with envy against those who eat, then you heap up punishment that wakes with you in eternity.
Yet you have come asking prayer. So I pray that God will open your eyes to see His hand. He sends both plenty and want to train your soul. If you have ever passed by a poor man shivering at the church door while you adorned the altar with gold, then your present hunger is the echo of his. Fill Christ first in His poor, and then deck His table. A cup of cold water given now, from your almost nothing, is worth more than golden chalices poured from a full belly.
But I also pray for your bodily relief. The Lord who multiplied the loaves is not grown weak. He who led Israel in the desert and fed them manna still governs the seasons. Put no anxious thought before the day’s tasks. Seek first the kingdom, and know that a little used for health is enough. That which is beyond necessity does not nourish; it drowns the joints and scatters the strength. So whether you eat or go without, do all to God’s glory. And if you must endure hunger a while, let it be a true fast, joined with prayer and almsgiving from the scraps you have. Then your physical want will become a feast for the soul, and you will find the Bread that never perishes.
Do not think hunger the great evil. Surfeit has killed more than famine ever did. The country folk, who daily wrestle with empty stomachs, need no physicians; but the glutton cannot survive two days without calling a doctor. So if you are now perishing by hunger, remember that Christ Himself chose hunger when He came to the fig tree, and He taught us by His own example to despise the belly’s tyranny. When your stomach gnaws, lift your mind to the true Bread. This life is but a dream; the pangs pass with the night. But if in your terror you sin, if you rob, or defraud, or burn with envy against those who eat, then you heap up punishment that wakes with you in eternity.
Yet you have come asking prayer. So I pray that God will open your eyes to see His hand. He sends both plenty and want to train your soul. If you have ever passed by a poor man shivering at the church door while you adorned the altar with gold, then your present hunger is the echo of his. Fill Christ first in His poor, and then deck His table. A cup of cold water given now, from your almost nothing, is worth more than golden chalices poured from a full belly.
But I also pray for your bodily relief. The Lord who multiplied the loaves is not grown weak. He who led Israel in the desert and fed them manna still governs the seasons. Put no anxious thought before the day’s tasks. Seek first the kingdom, and know that a little used for health is enough. That which is beyond necessity does not nourish; it drowns the joints and scatters the strength. So whether you eat or go without, do all to God’s glory. And if you must endure hunger a while, let it be a true fast, joined with prayer and almsgiving from the scraps you have. Then your physical want will become a feast for the soul, and you will find the Bread that never perishes.
