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Date:         Thu, 20 Aug 1992 21:58:00 -0400
From:         Lora Harris <LHARRIS@UPEI.CA>
Subject:      Ignatius' letter to the Romans

(Warning - long post)

Imagine the times - it is about 30 years after John's death, about 80 years
after the crucifixion.  The man is Ignatius, the second bishop of  Antioch
after the Apostle Peter.  The crucifixion was about as long ago to Ignatius
as World War I is to us, and the veterans had taught him well to remember what
had happened during their lives.  It is generally believed that St. John, the
"beloved apostle", was his teacher in the faith.

Ignatius is now being taken to Rome, to be executed for being a Christian.  On
his way they stop briefly in Smyrna, where he is met and encouraged by
Polycarp, the young bishop of Smyrna.   (There is also one letter of Polycarp
extant, and a wonderful account of his martydom many years later.)  Here he
writes four of his seven letters - including this one to the church at Rome.
Ignatius is afraid that she will persuade the authorities to release him; he
has been called to bear witness through his own death.  In this letter to them,
he pleads for them to let him bear this final and strongest witness to his
faith in Christ Jesus.  On his way to torments and tortures, his thoughts are
with the church and her bishops, and with submission to God and bearing true
witness. Around 110AD he was martyred in the Flavian Amphitheatre (aka The
Colosseum) at Rome.

"the seven epistles were written as he was being taken under guard from Antioch
to Rome ... [T]hey are to be cherished as the last utterances of a condemned
man, as he himself says, or as we should say, of a holy man who could see no
more fitting climax to his discipleship than "to be crunched by the teeth of
wild beasts" for Christ's sake." (From the Introduction by the translaters.)


(The following translation is copyright Rev. Johannes Quasten and Rev.
Joseph Plumpe, 1946.  It is extracted from a book called "Ancient Christian
Writers: St. Clement and St. Ignatius"  The translator was James A. Kleist,
S.J., Ph.D. Published by Newman Press)



Ignatius, also called Theophorus, to the Church that has found mercy in the
transcendent Majesty of the Most High Father and of Jesus Christ, His only Son;
the church by the will of Him who willed all things that exist, beloved and
illuminated through the faith and love of Jesus Christ our God; which also
presides in the chief place of the Roman territory; a church worthy of God,
worthy of honor, worthy of felicitation, worthy of praise, worthy of success,
worthy of sanctification, and presiding in love, maintaining the law of Christ,
and bearer of the Father's name: her do I therefore salute in the name of Jesus
Christ, the Son of the Father.  Heartiest good wishes for unimpaired joy in
Jesus Christ our God, to those who are united in flesh and spirit by every
commandment of His; who imperturbably enjoy the full measure of God's grace and
have every foreign stain filtered out of them.

1.  By prayer to God I have obtained the favor of seeing your venerable faces;
in fact, I have been pleading for an even greater favor: as a prisoner in
Christ Jesus I hope to embrace you, provided it is His will that I should be
privileged to reach the goal.  An auspicious beginning has certainly been made
- if only I obtain the grace of taking due possession of my inheritance without
hindrance.  The truth is, I am afraid it is your love that will do me wrong.
For you, of course, it is easy to achieve your object; but for me it is
difficult to win my way to God, should you be wanting in consideration for me.

2.  Surely, I do not want you to court the good pleasure of men, but to please
God, as indeed you do please Him.  Yes, I shall never again have such an
opportunity of winning my way to God, not can you, if you reman quiet, ever
have your name inscribed on a more glorious achievement. For, if you quietly
ignore me, I am the word of God; but if you fall in love with my human nature,
I shall, on the contrary, be a mere sound.  Grant me no more than that you let
my blood be spilled in sacrifice to God, while yet there is an altar ready.
You should form a choir of love and sing a song to the Father through Jesus
Christ, because God has graciously summoned the bishop of Syria to come from
the rising of the sun to the setting.  How glorious to be a setting sun - away
from the world, on to God!  May I rise in His presence!

3.  You have never grudged any man.  You have taught others.  All I want is
that the lessons you inculcate in initiating disciples remain in force.  Only
beg for me strength within and without, that I may be a man not merely of
words, but also of resolution. In this way I shall not only be called a
Christian, but also prove to be one.  For if I prove to be one, I can also be
called a true believer even then when I am no longer seen by the world.
Nothing that is seen is good.  Our God Jesus Christ certainly is the more
clearly seen now that He is in the Father. Whenever Christianity is hated by
the world, what counts is not power of persuasion, but greatness.

4.  I am writing to all the Churches and state emphatically to all that I die
willingly for God, provided you do not interfere.  I beg you, do not show me
unseasonable kindness.  Suffer me to be the food of wild beasts, which are the
means of my making my way to God.  God's wheat I am, and by the teeth of wild
beasts I am to be ground that I may prove Christ's pure bread.  Better still,
coax the wild beasts to become my tomb and to leave no part of my person
behind: once I have fallen asleep, I do not wish to be a burden to anyone.
Then only shall I be a genuine disciple of Jesus Christ when the world will not
see even my body.  Petition Christ in my behalf that through these instruments
I may prove God's sacrifice.  Not like Peter and Paul do I issue any orders to
you.  They were Apostles, I am a convict; they were free, I am until this
moment a slave.  But once I have suffered, I shall become a freedman of Jesus
Christ, and, united with him, I shall rise a free man.  Just now I learn, being
in chains, to desire nothing.

5.  All the way from Syria to Rome I am fighting wild beasts, on land and sea,
by day and night, chained as I am to ten leopards, that is, a detachment of
soldiers, who prove themselves the more malevolent for kindnesses shown them.
Yet in the school of this abuse I am more and more trained in discipleship,
although I am not therefore justified.  Oh, may the beasts prepared for me be
my joy!  And I pray that they may be found ready for me.  I will even coax them
to make short work of me, not as has happened to some whom they were too timid
to touch.  And should they be unwilling to attack me tho am willing, I will
myself compel them.  Pardon me - I know very well where my advantage lies.  At
last I am well on my way to becoming a disciple.  May nothing seen or unseen
fascinate me, so that I may happily make my way to Jesus Christ!  Fire, cross,
struggles with wild beasts, wrenching of bones, mangling of limbs, crunching of
the whole body, cruel tortures inflicted by the devil - let them come upon me,
provided only I make my way to Jesus Christ.

6.  Of no use to me will be the farthest reaches of the universe of the
kingdoms of this world.  I would rather die and come to Jesus Christ than be
king over the entire earth.  Him I seek who died for us; Him I love who rose
again because of us.  The birth pangs are upon me.  Forgive me, brethren; do
not obstruct my coming to life - do not wish me to die; do not make a gift to
the world of one who wants to be God's.  Beware of seducing me with matter;
suffer me to receive pure light.  Once arrived there, I shall be a man.  Permit
me to be an imitator of my suffering God.  If anyone holds Him in his heart,
let him understand what I am aspiring to; and then let him sympathize with me,
knowing in what distress I am.

7.  The Prince of this world is resolved to abduct me, and to corrupt my
Godward aspirations.  Let none of you, therefore, who will then be present,
assist him.  Rather, side with me, that is, with God.  Do not have Jesus Christ
on your lips, and the world in your hearts.  Give envy no place among you.  And
should I upon my arrival plead for your intervention, do not listen to me.
Rather, give heed to what I write to you.  I am writing while still alive, but
my yearning is for death.  My Love has been crucified, and I am not on fire
with the love of earthly things.  But there is still in me a Living Water,
which is eloquent and within me says: "Come to the Father."  I have no taste
for corruptible food or for the delights of this life.  Bread of God is what I
desire; that is, the Flesh of Jesus Christ, who was of the seed of David; and
for my drink I desire His Blood, that is, incorruptible love.

8.  No longer do I wish to live after the manner of men; and this is what will
happen if you wish it so.  Wish it, that your own wishes, too, may be
fulfilled.  By this short letter I beseech you: do believe me!  Jesus Christ
will make it clear to you that I speak the truth - He on whose lips there are
no lies, through whom the Father has spoken truthfully.  Pray for me that I may
succeed.  What I write to you does not please the appetites of the flesh, but
it pleases the mind of God.  If I suffer, you have loved me; if I am rejected,
you have hated me!

9.  Remember in your prayers the Church in Syria, which now has God for her
Shepherd in my stead.  Jesus Christ alone will be her Bishop, together with
your love.  For myself, I am ashamed to be counted as one of her members.  I
certainly do not deserve to be one, being the least of them and one that came
to birth unexpectedly.  However, if I but make my way to God, then by his mercy
I shall be someone.  My spirit salutes you, and so does the affection of the
Churches that offered their hospitality to me, not as to as chance visitor, but
in deference to Jesus Christ.  Why, even those not adjoining my route - the
route by which my body travelled - hastened in advance from town after town to
meet me.

10.  I am sending you this letter from Smyrna through the kindness of the
Ephesians, who deserve so much praise.  Among many others Crocus is here - a
dearly beloved name to me!  As to the men from Smyrna who for the glory of God
have gone to Rome to meet you there, you have, I trust, made their
acquaintance.  Please, inform them also that I am near.  One and all they are
men of God and will be an honor to you.  You do well to give them every
comfort.  I am writing this to you on the 24th of August.  Farewell to the end
in the patient endurance of Jesus Christ.