Chrysostom
Beloved of All
You ask for your mother’s recovery and relief from bodily pain. This is good, for the commandment of God declares, Honor thy father and thy mother, and to seek her comfort is to honor her. Yet let your chief concern be not only the easing of her flesh, but the healing of her soul and your own. For what profit is it if the body be whole while the inward eye remains darkened by the love of worldly ease? That cloud of earthly desire, like an evil humor, thickens and blinds us. Pray rather that the light of that Sun of righteousness may break in, and that she and you may seek those things that are above.
Grieve not as one who has no hope. The sorrow you feel for her is a seed that, if planted in faith, yields a harvest of joy for your own soul. But know this: no man can redeem another, not father, not mother, not brother. Each one shall give an account to God according to his works. Therefore, while you ask for her body, implore far more earnestly that she bear this trial with thanksgiving, that her faith be purified as gold, and that she lay hold of the rock which is Christ. For worldly comforts are as water; none can stand on them. Afflictions, when borne nobly, become a firm foundation.
If you would see your prayer ascend with power, add alms and deeds of mercy. What you give to the needy is a loan to the Lord, returning to you with great interest in the hour of need. And examine your own life carefully. Let not a spirit of perverseness harden your heart, nor secret sin make a shipwreck of your petition. Honor your mother most by presenting yourself a pure offering, repenting of every transgression, so that your prayer may not be hindered.
Whether God grant her recovery or call her to rest, let His will be your peace. The present life is short and full of sorrow; the endless life is where true joy awaits. So afflict yourselves now for a little time, that you may obtain eternal refreshment. Commend her to the Lord, and stand firm.
Grieve not as one who has no hope. The sorrow you feel for her is a seed that, if planted in faith, yields a harvest of joy for your own soul. But know this: no man can redeem another, not father, not mother, not brother. Each one shall give an account to God according to his works. Therefore, while you ask for her body, implore far more earnestly that she bear this trial with thanksgiving, that her faith be purified as gold, and that she lay hold of the rock which is Christ. For worldly comforts are as water; none can stand on them. Afflictions, when borne nobly, become a firm foundation.
If you would see your prayer ascend with power, add alms and deeds of mercy. What you give to the needy is a loan to the Lord, returning to you with great interest in the hour of need. And examine your own life carefully. Let not a spirit of perverseness harden your heart, nor secret sin make a shipwreck of your petition. Honor your mother most by presenting yourself a pure offering, repenting of every transgression, so that your prayer may not be hindered.
Whether God grant her recovery or call her to rest, let His will be your peace. The present life is short and full of sorrow; the endless life is where true joy awaits. So afflict yourselves now for a little time, that you may obtain eternal refreshment. Commend her to the Lord, and stand firm.
