Chrysostom
Beloved
The prayer of a righteous heart pierces the heavens, and yours is drenched with tears and fasting. Yet I must speak plainly, for the wound you bear is deep and the sin is great. Adultery is not a light matter; it defiles not only the body but the very heart, from which all evil springs. When our Lord said that whoever looks with lust has already committed adultery in the heart, He revealed that the root of the act is a corrupted inner man. And what is this woman’s hardness but a heart that has chosen raisin cakes of straying passions and refused the purifying fire of repentance?
Do not mistake God’s patience for approval. He desires all to be saved, but He forces no one. The tragedy of Jerusalem still resounds: Jesus wept over those who would not gather under His wings, yet they stoned the messengers. So too, you have reached out, prayed, fasted, yet this soul stiffens her neck. Take heed: such resistance, if persisted in, is to lie not merely to you but to the Holy Spirit, as Ananias and Sapphira did. They kept back part of the price, thinking to deceive God. She keeps back herself, refusing to come clean. The end of that unrepented deception was sudden death. Let that fear grip your heart, not for despair, but to shake the heavens with even more earnest cries for her true repentance.
But remember the medicine of repentance is ever at hand. It is made of self-condemnation, confession, and godly sorrow that brings no regret. She must be her own accuser before she can be justified. Pray that her heart of stone becomes flesh, that the light of Christ’s face might shine into her darkness and open her eyes. For the word is near, in the mouth and in the heart, the word of faith that saves. Only by confessing with the mouth the Lord Jesus and believing the heart can she rise from this grave.
Do not weary in fasting; the early Church knew well that fasting gives wings to prayer. Yet keep your own heart pure. Sing psalms and hymns not only with your lips but in your heart to God, even in the marketplace. Let your life be a living epistle, known and read by all, so that you do not stumble into bitterness or self-righteousness. Pour out your tears more fervently than over a corpse, for her soul lies rotting and needs a resurrection. And if she continues to refuse, you must entrust her to the Judge who alone knows the secrets of the heart. The Church is a spiritual bath that washes away soul-stains through many forms of repentance. Let us pray she enters it before it is too late, for no defilement can enter the Kingdom where the pure in heart see God.
Do not mistake God’s patience for approval. He desires all to be saved, but He forces no one. The tragedy of Jerusalem still resounds: Jesus wept over those who would not gather under His wings, yet they stoned the messengers. So too, you have reached out, prayed, fasted, yet this soul stiffens her neck. Take heed: such resistance, if persisted in, is to lie not merely to you but to the Holy Spirit, as Ananias and Sapphira did. They kept back part of the price, thinking to deceive God. She keeps back herself, refusing to come clean. The end of that unrepented deception was sudden death. Let that fear grip your heart, not for despair, but to shake the heavens with even more earnest cries for her true repentance.
But remember the medicine of repentance is ever at hand. It is made of self-condemnation, confession, and godly sorrow that brings no regret. She must be her own accuser before she can be justified. Pray that her heart of stone becomes flesh, that the light of Christ’s face might shine into her darkness and open her eyes. For the word is near, in the mouth and in the heart, the word of faith that saves. Only by confessing with the mouth the Lord Jesus and believing the heart can she rise from this grave.
Do not weary in fasting; the early Church knew well that fasting gives wings to prayer. Yet keep your own heart pure. Sing psalms and hymns not only with your lips but in your heart to God, even in the marketplace. Let your life be a living epistle, known and read by all, so that you do not stumble into bitterness or self-righteousness. Pour out your tears more fervently than over a corpse, for her soul lies rotting and needs a resurrection. And if she continues to refuse, you must entrust her to the Judge who alone knows the secrets of the heart. The Church is a spiritual bath that washes away soul-stains through many forms of repentance. Let us pray she enters it before it is too late, for no defilement can enter the Kingdom where the pure in heart see God.
