The waters have risen and extreme storms are upon us, however we don’t concern drowning, for we stand firmly upon a rock. Let the ocean rage, it can not break the rock. Let the waves rise, they can not sink the boat of Jesus. What are we to concern? Dying? Life to me means Christ, and dying is achieve. Exile? The earth and its fullness belong to the Lord. The confiscation of products? We introduced nothing into this world, and we will absolutely take nothing from it. I’ve solely contempt for the worlds threats, I discover its blessings laughable. I’ve no concern of poverty, no need for wealth. I’m not afraid of dying nor do I lengthy to reside, besides to your good. I focus due to this fact on the current scenario, and I urge you, my buddies, to trust.
Do you not hear the Lord saying: The place two or three are gathered in my identify, there am I of their midst? Will he be absent, then, when so many individuals united in love are gathered collectively? I’ve his promise; I’m absolutely not going to rely alone power! I’ve what he has written; that’s my workers, my safety, my peaceable harbour. Let the world be in upheaval. I maintain to his promise and skim his message; that’s my defending wall and garrison. What message? Know that I’m with you all the time, till the tip of the world!
If Christ is with me, whom shall I concern? Although the waves and the ocean and the anger of princes are roused towards me, they’re much less to me than a spiders internet. Certainly, until you, my brothers, had detained me, I’d have left this very day. For I all the time say Lord, your might be completed; not what this fellow or that will have me do, however what you need me to do. That’s my robust tower, my immovable rock, my workers that by no means provides manner. If God needs one thing, let it’s completed! If he needs me to remain right here, I’m grateful. However wherever he needs me to be, I’m no much less grateful.
But the place I’m, there you might be too, and the place you might be, I’m. For we’re a single physique, and the physique can’t be separated from the top nor the top from the physique. Distance separates us, however love unites us, and dying itself can not divide us. For although my physique die, my soul will reside and be conscious of my folks.
You’re my fellow residents, my fathers, my brothers, my sons, my limbs, my physique. You’re my gentle, sweeter to me than the seen gentle. For what can the rays of the solar bestow on me that’s akin to your love? The suns gentle is beneficial in my earthly life, however your love is fashioning a crown for me within the life to return.
From a sermon by St John Chrysostom