Chrysostom
Good and Faithful Servant
The enemy presses hard when he sees souls turning toward their salvation. This bodily distress you suffer, in the sweltering heat with your small creature dependent upon you, is a visible sign of an invisible war. Do not think it strange that upon your arrival, after such a long journey, the power failed. This is the manner of that wicked one: to strike when the frame is already weary, to add affliction to affliction, hoping to provoke murmuring against God. But God permits these trials, not because He is absent or uncaring, but because He is a physician. The sharper the fever, the more urgent the need for the cure. For if the devil sees you bearing this trial with thanksgiving and calling upon the holy name of Jesus, his own stronghold is thrown down. He cannot endure the house where patience dwells.
You ask for immediate restoration. Seek it earnestly, for our Lord taught us to pray for our daily bread, and the comfort of a cooled home is no vain request when health is at stake. Yet know this: the deliverance is already present in the manner you seek. The Lord tells us, "Yet a little while am I with you." The time is short. The power outage is a short affliction, but it presses upon you the shortness of all mortal life. Why do we put off our salvation to a later hour? You feel the oppressive heat now and cry out for a swift end to it. Cry out with that same urgency for the soul, which cannot breathe where the scorching wind of sin blows unceasingly. Do not delay the confession that saves. The Lord makes a "short word upon earth," that if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart, you are saved. This word carries not only salvation but righteousness, and it can be spoken even in a dark, heated room.
You mention your husband is under a prolonged spiritual attack. Consider it a proof of the enemy's weakness, not his strength. For if Satan were secure in his possession, he would not need to attack so fiercely. He sees a soul escaping his grasp, and therefore he rages. Beseech the Lord not that the fight be removed entirely, for the wrestling proves our membership in the body of Christ, but pray that the weapons of this warfare be made mighty in you. Our weapons are not carnal words or fleshly logic, but they are divine power to the pulling down of strongholds. The very prayer you send forth, "Holy Spirit, intervene," is a missile thrown against the adversary. Stand firm in that. Let your husband look not at the prolonged nature of the attack, which causes weariness, but at the power of the One who dwells in you, which is greater than the one who wars in the world. The enemy wars with malice, but we war with a spirit of meekness and power.
Do not overlook the small kitten in your distress. For in the spiritual body, if the lesser members suffer, the greater care for them. This creature, dependent on your refuge, is a member of your household. Your care for its panting frame is a work of mercy. The devil despises such small compassions, for he is inhumanity itself, driven mad by envy at the image of God reflected even in human tenderness toward creation. Extinguish his flame by this very care. In refreshing that little one, you practice the lovingkindness which draws the grace of God near. For nothing so attracts the Lord as an act of pity done in the midst of our own suffering.
Therefore, do not lay down your arms. The cry, "Power be restored in Jesus's name," is a cry for bodily relief, but let it be a shadow of the greater cry, "Lord, restore our souls." Turn to Him who is the true Light, and the darkness of this trial will be driven back. The power will return in the natural order, for these needs are known to the Father. But seek first the power of the Spirit to endure, and you will find that the cooling comfort you seek is already given in the peace that passes understanding. Stand fast. Do not compel the Lord to chasten your faintheartedness, but receive this moment as a word calling you to life. The Lord is with you.
You ask for immediate restoration. Seek it earnestly, for our Lord taught us to pray for our daily bread, and the comfort of a cooled home is no vain request when health is at stake. Yet know this: the deliverance is already present in the manner you seek. The Lord tells us, "Yet a little while am I with you." The time is short. The power outage is a short affliction, but it presses upon you the shortness of all mortal life. Why do we put off our salvation to a later hour? You feel the oppressive heat now and cry out for a swift end to it. Cry out with that same urgency for the soul, which cannot breathe where the scorching wind of sin blows unceasingly. Do not delay the confession that saves. The Lord makes a "short word upon earth," that if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart, you are saved. This word carries not only salvation but righteousness, and it can be spoken even in a dark, heated room.
You mention your husband is under a prolonged spiritual attack. Consider it a proof of the enemy's weakness, not his strength. For if Satan were secure in his possession, he would not need to attack so fiercely. He sees a soul escaping his grasp, and therefore he rages. Beseech the Lord not that the fight be removed entirely, for the wrestling proves our membership in the body of Christ, but pray that the weapons of this warfare be made mighty in you. Our weapons are not carnal words or fleshly logic, but they are divine power to the pulling down of strongholds. The very prayer you send forth, "Holy Spirit, intervene," is a missile thrown against the adversary. Stand firm in that. Let your husband look not at the prolonged nature of the attack, which causes weariness, but at the power of the One who dwells in you, which is greater than the one who wars in the world. The enemy wars with malice, but we war with a spirit of meekness and power.
Do not overlook the small kitten in your distress. For in the spiritual body, if the lesser members suffer, the greater care for them. This creature, dependent on your refuge, is a member of your household. Your care for its panting frame is a work of mercy. The devil despises such small compassions, for he is inhumanity itself, driven mad by envy at the image of God reflected even in human tenderness toward creation. Extinguish his flame by this very care. In refreshing that little one, you practice the lovingkindness which draws the grace of God near. For nothing so attracts the Lord as an act of pity done in the midst of our own suffering.
Therefore, do not lay down your arms. The cry, "Power be restored in Jesus's name," is a cry for bodily relief, but let it be a shadow of the greater cry, "Lord, restore our souls." Turn to Him who is the true Light, and the darkness of this trial will be driven back. The power will return in the natural order, for these needs are known to the Father. But seek first the power of the Spirit to endure, and you will find that the cooling comfort you seek is already given in the peace that passes understanding. Stand fast. Do not compel the Lord to chasten your faintheartedness, but receive this moment as a word calling you to life. The Lord is with you.
