Wow. This is some good medicine. Like, some STRONG medicine that needs to be truly ingested so that it can do its work. When I read these early Church Fathers, I’m always struck that Scripture is not something that is merely “referenced” to support an argument. Rather, they have Scripture baked into their bones, so it simply weaves through the entire development of their works. Isaac’s writing carries a sort of “paradoxical proverbial” tone; he flows through one discourse after another, all of which are steeped with wisdom about the layers of the soul, the rigor of sanctification, and the nature of God and man. It can feel lofty and, perhaps, unattainable at times. But my goodness did he experience the beauty and mercy and wonder of God:
“As much as the heart finds peace from the memories of created things, so much will your mind receive the gift of wonder for the understanding of the sayings of Scripture… At that time, while the man is immersed in these supplications and groanings, a fountain of delight will spring up suddenly in his heart and his limbs will be relaxed. His eyes closed and his face covered, his thoughts will be transformed so that not even his knees are able to stay on the ground before the exultation of that good which swells up through his whole body.”