Chrysostom
Beloved of All
The sleep you seek for your body will remain elusive if the soul lies drunk with cares. For what is the sleeplessness you describe but the heart stifled, as though by excess of food, with anxieties about money and treatments? These are the dreams of the present life, phantoms that seem real but have no fixedness. Riches are a dream, and so is every earthly need, however pressing it appears. When the heart is not weighed down by these manifold desires, it soon recovers itself and is immediately wakeful, lying down in sleep as decently as one who is awake. Therefore, make no provision for the flesh to fulfil its lusts, by lighting up the flame of dread. To care for the body for health’s sake is blameless, the Apostle himself prescribed a little wine for the stomach. But when anxious thoughts about provision rake up the smouldering embers day and night, the soul remains drunk with a sleep worse than death, seeing things that are not as though they were. Turn your industry first to spiritual things, and the ordered state of the soul will bring rest to the body.
You ask for divine protection, but let us understand what must truly be guarded. He that keeps Israel neither slumbers nor sleeps, yet the suffering depends on ourselves. For it is said, “Do not suffer your foot to be moved.” If we will stand steadfast and unmovable, we shall not be shaken. The earthquake that loosed the Apostles’ bonds left the prison-keeper in terror, for it is not miracles themselves that save, but the things which issue in our own deliverance. You seek protection, yet the greater safeguard is to make your very need an occasion for love. Every talent, whether in money, in protection, or in teaching, is given for the common advantage. You are not poorer than that widow, nor more uninstructed than Peter and John. When you show forth zeal and do all things for the common good, even by one talent you may approve yourself, and this is more pleasing to God than any visible shield. The hands that are always pure, the soul that does not plot or reckon up wrongs, lies decently even in sleep, and such a one is among the angels, guarded not by walls but by the fear of God.
As for financial provision to meet needs and surgery, consider the prison-keeper who, on finding himself safe, did not think all was well, but fell before the prisoner crying, “What must I do to be saved?” His outward peril became the door to eternal safety. The provision you truly need is to prune away all that merely kindles desire, seeking one thing only: to have the flesh in health. Beyond this, do not go. This house of prayer is a spiritual surgery, not to gather fresh wounds of greed or fretful care. Use what God supplies for the stomach’s sake and your often infirmities, and spend the greater industry on your neighbor’s advantage. For when you live for the common good, you will find that the very things which seemed lacking are added unto you, and the sleep of your nights will no longer be the death-like rest of those drunk with earthly fears, but the composed and wakeful repose of those who walk habitually with God.
You ask for divine protection, but let us understand what must truly be guarded. He that keeps Israel neither slumbers nor sleeps, yet the suffering depends on ourselves. For it is said, “Do not suffer your foot to be moved.” If we will stand steadfast and unmovable, we shall not be shaken. The earthquake that loosed the Apostles’ bonds left the prison-keeper in terror, for it is not miracles themselves that save, but the things which issue in our own deliverance. You seek protection, yet the greater safeguard is to make your very need an occasion for love. Every talent, whether in money, in protection, or in teaching, is given for the common advantage. You are not poorer than that widow, nor more uninstructed than Peter and John. When you show forth zeal and do all things for the common good, even by one talent you may approve yourself, and this is more pleasing to God than any visible shield. The hands that are always pure, the soul that does not plot or reckon up wrongs, lies decently even in sleep, and such a one is among the angels, guarded not by walls but by the fear of God.
As for financial provision to meet needs and surgery, consider the prison-keeper who, on finding himself safe, did not think all was well, but fell before the prisoner crying, “What must I do to be saved?” His outward peril became the door to eternal safety. The provision you truly need is to prune away all that merely kindles desire, seeking one thing only: to have the flesh in health. Beyond this, do not go. This house of prayer is a spiritual surgery, not to gather fresh wounds of greed or fretful care. Use what God supplies for the stomach’s sake and your often infirmities, and spend the greater industry on your neighbor’s advantage. For when you live for the common good, you will find that the very things which seemed lacking are added unto you, and the sleep of your nights will no longer be the death-like rest of those drunk with earthly fears, but the composed and wakeful repose of those who walk habitually with God.
