Month: September 2013

A hermit was living in a cave in the Thebaid with one well-tested disciple. It was usual for him to teach the disciple during the evening and show him how the soul should progress, and after the address he used to pray and send him away to sleep.

Some devout laymen who knew of the hermit’s ascetic life happened to visit him. He gave them counsel and they went away. Then he sat down after the evening prayers as usual to instruct the brother. But while he was talking, sleep overcame him.

The brother waited for the hermit to wake and end with the usual prayer. But he went on sleeping and the brother went on sitting for a long time and in the end the disciple felt he must go and sleep, though he was uneasy about it. So he pulled himself together, and resisted the temptation, and went back to sit by the hermit. 

A second time he was forced away by the longing for sleep, but he sat down again. This happened seven times, and still he went on resisting it.

In the middle of the night the hermit woke up, and found him sitting nearby and said, “Haven’t you gone away yet?” He said, “No, you did not send me away, abba.” The hermit said, “Why did you not wake me up?” He answered, “I did not dare to nudge you for fear of upsetting you.” They both got up and began to say the morning prayers. After that the hermit sent the disciple away.

When the hermit was sitting alone, he was shown a vision of a glorious place, with a throne in it, and the throne had seven crowns. He asked the angel who showed him the vision, “Whose crowns are those?” and he replied, “They are the crowns of your disciple. God had given him this place and throne because of his goodness and tonight he has been granted these seven crowns.”

The hermit was amazed and called his disciple to him with wonder and said, “Tell me what you did all night.” He answered, “Alas, abba, I did nothing.” The hermit could see that he was being humble and concealing something, and said, “Look here, I can’t rest until you tell me what you did and thought last night.” But the brother was not aware that he had done anything and could not say a word. Then at last he said to the hermit, “Indeed, abba, I did nothing, except that seven times I was driven by wandering thoughts to go way and sleep; but you had not sent me away as you usually do, so I did not go.” Then the hermit at once understood that every time he resisted the temptation, God bestowed a crown on him.

To the disciple he said nothing, thinking it best for his soul, but he told other directors of souls to teach us how God can bestow crowns upon us even for resisting little temptations. It is good that a man discipline his whole self for God’s sake. As it is written, “The kingdom of heaven suffereth violence, and the violent take it by storm” (Matthew 11:12)

– De vitis Patrum, Sive Verba Seniorum, Liber V

A brother fell into temptation, and in his struggle he stopped keeping the monastic rules. When he later tried to start keeping the basics of the rule, he was hampered by his suffering; and he said to himself, “When shall I be as I once was?” In this gloomy state of mind he could not make himself begin the monastic office. So he went to a hermit and told him what had been happening. When the hermit heard of his sufferings, he told him this story by way of example:

A man had a plot of land. Through his carelessness brambles sprang up and it became a wilderness of thistles and thorns. Then he decided to cultivate it. So he said to his son, “Go and clear that ground.”

So the son went to clear it, and saw that the thistles and thorns had multiplied  So his resolve weakened, and he said, “What a lot of time I should need to clear and weed all this.” So he lay down and went to sleep. He did this day after day.

When his father came to see what he had done he found him doing nothing. He said to him, “Why have you done nothing till now?”

The boy said to his father, “I was coming to work, father, when I saw this wilderness of thorn and thistle, and I was too intimidated to start, and so I lay on the ground and went to sleep.”

Then his father said to him, “Son if you had cleared each day the area on which you lay down, your work would have advanced slowly and you would not have lost heart.” So the boy followed his father’s advice and in a short time the plot was cultivated.

The hermit added, “So, brother, do a little work and do not be discouraged, and God will give you grace and bring you back to your proper way of life.” The brother went away and patiently did what the hermit had told him. So he found peace of mind, and made progress with the help of the Lord Christ.

– De vitis Patrum, Sive Verba Seniorum, Liber V

[Synclectica] also said, “If you have begun some good work, you should not be turned from it by the enemy’s attempts to hinder you, indeed your endurance will overthrow the enemy. Sailors beginning a voyage set the sails and look for a favourable wind, and later they meet a contrary wind. Just because the wind has turned, they do not throw the cargo overboard or abandon ship; they wait a while and struggle against the storm until they can set a direct course again. When we run into headwinds, let us put up the cross for our sail, and we shall voyage through the world in safety.”

– De vitis Patrum, Sive Verba Seniorum, Liber V

Syncletica also said, “If you are troubled by illness, do not be miserable, even if you are so ill that you cannot stand to pray or use your voice to say psalms. We need these tribulations to destroy the desires of our body; they serve the same purpose as fasting and austerity. If your senses are dulled by illness, you do not need to fast. In the same way that a powerful medicine cures an illness, so illness itself is a medicine to cure passion. A great deal is gained spiritually by bearing illness quietly and giving thanks to God.

“If we go blind, let us not be upset. We have lost one means of excellence, yet we can contemplate the glory of God with the inward eyes of the soul. If we go deaf let us remember that we shall no longer hear a lot of silly talk. If suffering has weakened the strength of your hands, you still have inner strength against the enemy’s attacks.If the whole body is afflicted by disease, your spiritual health is still increasing”

– De vitis Patrum, Sive Verba Seniorum, Liber V

Some Greeks once came to give alms in the city of Ostracinus: and they asked the stewards of the church to show them who was most in need. The stewards led them to a leper to whom they offered money. But he did not want it, and said, “Look here, I have a few palm leaves to work, and I plait them, and so I get enough to eat.”

Then the stewards took them to the house of a widow who lived with her daughters. When they knocked on the door, one of the daughters ran to open although she was naked. Her mother had gone out to work as a laundress. They offered the daughter clothing and money. But she refused to accept it, and said that her mother had told her, “Trust in God’s will. Today I have found work to supply us with enough to live on.” When the mother came back, they asked her to accept alms but she refused and said: “I have my God to care for me. Do you want to take him away from me now?” They realized her faith, and glorified God.

– De vitis Patrum, Sive Verba Seniorum, Liber V

They said of one monk that he had lived in the world and had turned to God; but was still goaded by desire for his wife; and he told this to the monks. When they saw him to be a man of prayer and one who did more than his duty, they laid on him a course of discipline which so weakened his body that he could not even stand up.

By God’s providence another monk came to visit Scetis. When he came to this man’s cell he saw it open, and he passed on, surprised that no one came to meet him. But when thought that perhaps the brother inside was ill, and returned, and knocked on the door. After knocking, he went in, and found the monk gravely ill. He said, “What’s the matter, abba?”

He explained  “I used to live in the world, and the enemy still troubles me because of my wife. I told the monks, and they laid on me various burdens to discipline my life. In trying to carry them out obediently, I have fallen ill and yet the temptation is worse.”

When the visiting hermit heard this, he was vexed, and said, “These monks are powerful men, and meant well in laying these burdens upon you. But if you will listen to me who am but a child in these matters, stop all this discipline, take a little food at the proper times, recover your strength, join in the worship of God for a little, and turn your mind to the Lord. This desire is something you can’t conquer by your own efforts. The human body is like a coat. If you treat it carefully, it will last a long time. If you neglect it, it will fall to pieces.”

The sick man did as he was told, and in a few days the incitement to lust vanished.

– De vitis Patrum, Sive Verba Seniorum, Liber V

They told a story of a hermit who was dying in Scetis. The brothers stood around his bed, and clothed him, and began to weep. But he opened his eyes and began to laugh; this happened three times. So the brothers asked him, “Abba, why are you laughing when we are weeping?”

He told them, “I laughed the first time because you fear death; I laughed the second time because you are not ready for death; I laughed the third time because I am passing from labour to rest, and yet you weep.” As he said this, he closed his eyes and died.

– De vitis Patrum, Sive Verba Seniorum, Liber V