(I know its been a while. Instead of excuses, I'll just get some posts up)
St. John Chrysostom on trying to convince a rich man to give up avarice:
But of this it is not easy to persuade a lover concerning the objects of
his love. Well then, we must set before him another sort of beauty. But
incorporeal beauty he sees not, being yet in his disease. Well then,
let us show him some beauty of a corporeal kind, and say to him,
Consider the meadows and the flowers therein, which are more sparkling
than any gold, and more elegant and transparent than all kinds of
precious stones. Consider the limpid streams from their fountains, the
rivers which like oil flow noiselessly out of the earth. Ascend to
heaven and behold the lustre of the sun, the beauty of the moon, the
stars that cluster like flowers. “Why, what is this,” say you, “since we
do not, I suppose, make use of them as of wealth?” Nay, we use them
mere than wealth, inasmuch as the use thereof is more needful, the
enjoyment more secure. For thou hast no fear, lest, like money, any one
should take them and go off: but you may be ever confident of having
them, and that without anxiety or care. But if thou grieve because thou
enjoy-est them in common with others, and dost not possess them alone
like money; it is not money, but mere covetousness, which thou seemest
to me to be in love with: nor would even the money be an object of thy
desire, if it had been placed within reach of all in common.
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