Augustine of Hippo
Assurance amid Uncertainty He revisits a previously mentioned idea. No matter how much one achieves in this life, each person finds themselves caught in a web of anxiety, as we exist in a realm of unpredictability. Who truly possesses assurance over their possessions? The effort to fret is futile. Instead, cast your burdens upon the Lord; bring your troubles to Him, and He will nourish you (Ps 55:23), He will safeguard you. What in this world is certain, aside from death? You may feel accomplished; you understand your current identity, yet your future self remains an enigma. You may yearn for prosperity; however, its arrival is uncertain. You may desire a spouse, but the outcome is unclear, and even more so, the character of that partner.
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You may long for children, yet their coming into the world is uncertain, and even if they do arrive, their survival is not guaranteed; if they live, will they support you or forsake you? In all pursuits, uncertainty prevails; only death stands as a definite truth. If poverty is your circumstance, the transition to wealth is uncertain; knowledge may elude you, and health may seem distant if you are unwell. You enter this world with the certainty of death, yet the timing of that death remains beyond your knowledge. Everything else is shrouded in uncertainty, with death being the sole assurance, yet not its precise timing. This inevitability, which humans instinctively seek to evade, remains inescapable: all who live are troubled in vain.
Iditun recognizes various truths; those who think as he does and leap in the same manner share this understanding. He expresses weariness under God's corrections, wishing to be freed from the suffering bestowed upon him by the Creator. He desires renewal from the One who made him anew. Yet, dear brethren, can we assume there was no purpose behind his fatigue—this longing to be revitalized and recreated? For, he acknowledges, "Thou hast punished man for iniquity." My weariness, my frailty, my cries from the depths—all stem from sin. In this, You have not condemned me, but chastised me. You punish humanity for wrongdoing.
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Listen further in another psalm: "It is good for me that Thou hast afflicted me, that I may learn Thy statutes." I have endured suffering, yet somehow, it serves my benefit; it represents a punishment intertwined with mercy. What might the One who enacts punishment out of love have in store for us once that discipline has passed? For it is written, "I was humbled, and He healed me," and "It is good for me that Thou hast afflicted me, that I may learn Thy statutes." You discipline a person for sin. The words, "Thou causest my pain through teaching," could only be uttered to God by someone who transcends others; You shape my sorrow through Your lessons. You form this very grief; You do not leave it formless, but rather give it structure; the pain You impose, once shaped, becomes a pathway to my deliverance. The term "fingers" suggests this act of crafting my suffering—not in pretense, but in the same way an artist molds their creation, similar to how "figura" is derived from "fingere." Thus, You have chastised a person for sin. I see my own misery, I acknowledge my chastisement, and I find no injustice in You. If I am indeed under discipline, and if there is no fault in You, it follows that You have justly chastised humanity for sin.
Now, how have You chastened him? Tell us, O Iditun, describe the nature of your correction. You have caused my life to be consumed like a spider’s web. Such is punishment! What meets its end before a spider? I refer to the spider itself; what could be more harmful than its web? Observe the fragility of the creature—just a light touch with the hand leads to its destruction; nothing is more easily broken. This is the state You have reduced my life to by punishing me for sin. When discipline leaves us weak, there emerges a strength that is truly a defect. Pride led man to sin, necessitating humility for correction. All arrogant souls deem themselves to be strong. Therefore, many have come from the East and West and now sit with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob in the kingdom of heaven, as stated in Matthew 8:11. What has guided them here? Their refusal to rely on their own strength. What does it mean to "not be strong"? They did not inflate their own worth. They sought not to establish their own righteousness, preferring instead to submit to the righteousness of God (Romans 10:3). Behold, you are mortal, carrying a decaying body, destined to fall like earthly rulers. You will die like men and perish like the adversary. What value does the discipline of mortality hold for you? The adversary takes pride in not possessing a mortal form, like an angel. But you, having received a mortal body, and even that failing to humble you with such profound weakness, shall fall like one of the mighty. Thus, this is the first gift of God’s grace, which brought us to confess our weaknesses, so that all good we achieve, all abilities we possess, may be attributed to Him; that he who boasts may boast in the Lord (1 Corinthians 1:31). "When I am weak, then I am strong," as stated in 2 Corinthians 12:10.
However, every living person is troubled without reason. He returns to previous thoughts. While he faces correction here, every person bears anxiety in vain, living in uncertainty. Who can be sure of their own goodness? Their worries are for naught. Let them cast their cares upon the Lord, allowing Him to support and sustain them. For what certainty exists on this earth beyond death? Consider the totality of good and evil in this life, relating to righteousness and unrighteousness; what remains certain but death? Have you advanced in goodness? You know who you are today, but tomorrow's state is unknown! Are you a sinner? You understand your present self, yet tomorrow remains a mystery! You may hope for riches; it is uncertain whether such fortune will come to you. You may wish for a spouse; it is unknown if you will find one or what kind they will be. You long for children; it’s uncertain if they will be born to you. If they are born, their survival is not guaranteed; if they do live, their growth in virtue or potential to falter cannot be foreseen. Wherever you roam, uncertainty abounds; death, however, is certain. Are you impoverished? It is unknown whether you will gain wealth. Are you unlearned? It is unknown if you may become educated. Is your health failing? Whether you will regain your strength is uncertain. Being born guarantees but one outcome: death; yet the exact day of your demise remains a mystery. Amidst these uncertainties, where only death is assured, even while its hour evades us, every living soul wrestles with futile worries.