John Chrysostom
But Christ next shows the reason for their unbelief, continuing: “How can you believe, when you receive glory from one another, and do not seek the glory that comes from the only God?” Thus He again shows that they truly did not care for the glory of God. Under that pretext, they only wished to justify their passion.
In such deeds they were so far from desiring the glory of God that they themselves sought human glory more than God’s. How, then, could they have conceived such hostility for the sake of God’s glory, which they so despised that they even preferred human glory to it?
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There is nothing worse than vainglory. It was this, above all, that destroyed the Jews. For this reason Christ said to them: “How can you believe, when you receive glory from one another, and do not seek the glory that comes from the only God?”
Vainglory brings destruction, and it also provokes great ridicule. Even before the punishment to come, it brings countless evils upon us here. If you wish to know this, let us not yet touch upon heaven, from which vainglory casts us down, nor Gehenna, into which it hurls us. Let us consider everything it produces here.
What can be more harmful, more shameful, and more burdensome than vainglory? That this sickness causes losses is proved by useless and vain expenses on theaters, racecourses, and other equally needless entertainments. Such are the building of magnificent and splendid houses, and every other superfluous construction, which cannot even be described now.
Everyone knows that a wasteful man, a lover of splendor, and one suffering from the disease of vainglory, necessarily becomes a plunderer and a lover of gain. To feed this beast, he lays his hands on another’s possessions.
And why speak of possessions? This fire consumes not only money, but souls. It prepares not only present death, but future death as well. Vainglory is the mother of Gehenna. It powerfully kindles the fire of Hades and the venomous worm.
Everyone knows that it extends its dominion even over the dead. What can be worse than this? All other passions cease with death. Vainglory continues its work even after death and strives to display its nature upon the dead body.
When the dying are anxious that magnificent monuments be set up for them, on which all their property must be spent, they try to display extraordinary splendor even in the tomb. While alive, they insulted beggars who approached them for one obol or a piece of bread. Yet when dying, they prepare abundant food for the worm. What dominion will you find more tyrannical than this sickness?
From this same evil is born impure love. Many are drawn into adultery not by beauty of face, nor by lust for union, but by the desire to boast: I seduced such a woman and drew her into fornication.
Need I speak of the other vices that grow from this? I would rather be a slave to a multitude of barbarians than to one vainglory. Barbarians do not command captives to do what vainglory commands those subject to it.
“Be the servant of all,” it says, “whether they are more distinguished than you or lower. Do not care for the soul. Do not care for virtue. Laugh at freedom. Sacrifice your salvation. If you do any good, do it not to please God, but to be seen by men, so that you may receive a crown from them. If you give alms or fast, endure the labor, but try to destroy the profit.” What could be more inhuman than such demands?
From this also arise envy, arrogance, and love of money, the mother of all evils. Crowds of slaves, barbarians dressed in gold, parasites, flatterers, silver-plated carriages, and much else even more ridiculous, are used neither for pleasure nor for benefit, but only from vainglory.
“Yes,” you say, “everyone knows that this passion is evil. But how are we to escape it? That is what must be said.” Chiefly, if you fully persuade yourself that this sickness is grievous, you will have made the best beginning toward correction. For the sick man immediately seeks a physician as soon as he knows that he is sick.
If you seek another way to escape the evil that comes from it, keep your eyes continually on God and be satisfied with the glory that comes from Him. If you notice that this passion is stirring you and urging you to tell your brethren about your merits, first consider that no benefit will come to you from this account. Quench the absurd passion and say to your soul: “For so long you were tormented by the desire to tell of your merits. You could not keep silence, but proclaimed them to everyone. What benefit have you gained from this? None at all. The harm is very great for everyone, namely the loss of everything you gathered with great toil.”
After this, consider that the judgment and verdict of the people are mistaken, and they quickly vanish. Those very people who speak well of you afterward condemn you. They call you vainglorious, ambitious, and addicted to human praise. But God does not act so. When He sees that you love His glory, then He will especially praise you, marvel at you, and proclaim you.
Man does not act so. He considers you not free, but a slave. Often, by pleasing you with false praise made of empty words, he usually steals the true reward from you. He subjects you to himself more than a purchased slave.
Masters have slaves so that they may obey what is commanded. But you serve even without commands. You do not even wait to hear anything from them. As soon as you learn how you can please them, you do everything, even if they have not commanded it.
Of what Gehenna, then, shall we be worthy? We delight wicked men and serve them before they command, but we do not listen to God at all, though He commands and exhorts us every day.
If you love glory and praises, avoid human praise, and then you will acquire glory. Turn away from the approval of men, and then you will receive many praises from God and from men. We ourselves usually glorify most of all the man who despises glory. We usually praise and admire the man who counts praises and admiration as nothing. If we act so, much more does the God of all.
When God praises and glorifies you, who can be happier than you? Indeed, the difference between heavenly and human glory is as great as the difference between glory and dishonor. Rather, it is far greater, even infinitely so.
If human glory is incomparable with anything, shameful and ugly, consider how vile it will appear when we compare it with heavenly glory. As a prostitute on the roof gives herself to everyone, so do the slaves of vainglory. Rather, they are even more vile than prostitutes. Prostitutes often reject some of those who love them, but you offer yourself to everyone, to fugitives, robbers, and swindlers.
Through such persons and others like them you arrange spectacles that excite praise. Each one of them, taken by himself, is worth nothing even in your own opinion. Yet when they are gathered together, you prefer them to your own salvation. By this you show that you are more dishonorable than each of them.
How are you not more dishonorable, since you need their praises and are not satisfied with yourself unless you acquire glory from others?
Besides all this, tell me, do you not understand that, when you are famous and known to all, you have countless accusers if you sin? If you remain unknown, you will be safe.
“Yes,” you say, “but countless people also admire my merits.” Yet this is precisely the misfortune. The disease of vainglory harms you not only when you sin, but also when you show merits. In the one case it exposes you to countless reproaches. In the other it deprives you of the whole reward.
It is destructive and full of every dishonor to love glory in civic affairs. But when the same passion takes possession of you in spiritual matters, what defense remains for you? You are unwilling to render God the same honor that you yourself demand from your household.
The slave looks into his master’s eyes. The hired man watches the employer who must give the wage. The disciple looks to the teacher. With you everything is the opposite. You have left God, your Master who hired you, and you look to your brethren. Yet you know that God will remember your merits afterward, while man remembers only in the present.
A spectacle has been prepared for you in heaven, but you gather spectators on earth. The wrestler expects approval where he struggles. But you struggle for the things above and are anxious to receive the reward below. What can be worse than such madness?
Let us, if you wish, also examine the crowns themselves. One is made of arrogance, another of envy toward another. One is made of mockery and flattery, another of money, and another of servile submission.
When children play, they place wreaths of grass on one another. Often, after crowning someone in such a way that he himself does not notice, they laugh at him from behind. So now those who praise you often laugh among themselves, after placing grass upon you.
Would that it were only grass. Their crown causes us great harm and destroys all our merits. Therefore, after considering its worthlessness, flee the harm.
How many people, in your opinion, must praise you? A hundred people, or twice, three times, or four times as many? If you wish, ten times or a hundred times as many? Let there be, if you like, two, four, or ten thousand applauding. They are no different from cawing crows.
If you imagine the spectacle of the angels, those applauding will appear more insignificant than worms. Their approval will be weaker than a spider’s web, smoke, or a dream. Next, Gal 6:14. Homily 17 on Romans.