Nilus of Ancyra→Heliodorus (correspondent of Nilus of Ancyra)|c. 415 AD|nilus ancyra|From Ancyra|AI-assisted
To Heliodorus the Silentiary [a court usher charged with keeping silence in the imperial palace].
Through the wonders that come to pass from time to time in place after place and at various seasons, the Lord summons the little of faith and the unbelieving to firm faith, while He increases all the more the faith and the hope of the faithful, and makes their mind sturdy and unshaken. And I wish now to recount to you, in commemoration of Plato our trophy-bearing martyr, how not only in our own homeland but in every city and country he most readily bestows grace on those who through him entreat God, and displays his marvelous strength. For on the mountain called Sinai, where Moses received the Law from God, monks dwell, both natives and foreigners; and a certain man, a Galatian by descent, having together with his own son embraced the solitary life, was spending his days there, accomplishing the contests of ascetic discipline for a considerable time in the wilderness. And on a certain day, certain barbarians, Hellenes [pagans] in religion and forbidden men, suddenly swooping down upon the said mountain, seized the monks who happened ready to hand, together with the son of the old Galatian, and took them captive; and having bound them with their hands behind their backs, they passed over many deserted monastic cells, driving them on fasting and naked, shod with no kind of footwear at all, forcing them by violence and constraint to run over those comfortless and waterless and most rugged places, and the old man, worn down by boundless fear and consumed with grief, could not bear the loss of his God-loving son, and he importuned the Master Christ to be bent toward compassion through Plato the ancestral martyr; and the son did the same: through the same all-holy martyr he was beseeching God, bound there in captivity, to take pity on him and to work a wonder. And when both had been heard, the father in the cave of the mountain and the son in his captivity, behold, suddenly our Plato stood by, appearing on horseback, leading along yet another opportune horse, and showed himself to the boy as he kept watch awake, who recognized him from having often beheld the features of the saint set upon the icons. And at once he bids him rise up from the midst of them all, take the horse, and seat himself upon it. And indeed straightway, like a spider's web, his bonds were dissolved, and he alone, ransomed through the invocation, rose up at God's nod, mounts the horse, and follows the holy martyr who leads the way, emboldened and rejoicing. And swiftly and quickly both of them, the holy Plato and the young monk, as though winged, reach the dwelling of the old man, who was praying and weeping; and the gloriously victorious martyr, having brought the longed-for son safely back to the father who was grieving in his heart, became invisible. So then, in every place, the renowned and glorious true martyrs of the Master Christ have power to accomplish what is wonderful and marvelous for those who through them devote their affairs to God. These things I have written to you, since you are a lover of the martyrs and never take your fill of the memory of the thrice-blessed martyrs.
To Heliodorus the Silentiary [a court usher charged with keeping silence in the imperial palace].
Through the wonders that come to pass from time to time in place after place and at various seasons, the Lord summons the little of faith and the unbelieving to firm faith, while He increases all the more the faith and the hope of the faithful, and makes their mind sturdy and unshaken. And I wish now to recount to you, in commemoration of Plato our trophy-bearing martyr, how not only in our own homeland but in every city and country he most readily bestows grace on those who through him entreat God, and displays his marvelous strength. For on the mountain called Sinai, where Moses received the Law from God, monks dwell, both natives and foreigners; and a certain man, a Galatian by descent, having together with his own son embraced the solitary life, was spending his days there, accomplishing the contests of ascetic discipline for a considerable time in the wilderness. And on a certain day, certain barbarians, Hellenes [pagans] in religion and forbidden men, suddenly swooping down upon the said mountain, seized the monks who happened ready to hand, together with the son of the old Galatian, and took them captive; and having bound them with their hands behind their backs, they passed over many deserted monastic cells, driving them on fasting and naked, shod with no kind of footwear at all, forcing them by violence and constraint to run over those comfortless and waterless and most rugged places, and the old man, worn down by boundless fear and consumed with grief, could not bear the loss of his God-loving son, and he importuned the Master Christ to be bent toward compassion through Plato the ancestral martyr; and the son did the same: through the same all-holy martyr he was beseeching God, bound there in captivity, to take pity on him and to work a wonder. And when both had been heard, the father in the cave of the mountain and the son in his captivity, behold, suddenly our Plato stood by, appearing on horseback, leading along yet another opportune horse, and showed himself to the boy as he kept watch awake, who recognized him from having often beheld the features of the saint set upon the icons. And at once he bids him rise up from the midst of them all, take the horse, and seat himself upon it. And indeed straightway, like a spider's web, his bonds were dissolved, and he alone, ransomed through the invocation, rose up at God's nod, mounts the horse, and follows the holy martyr who leads the way, emboldened and rejoicing. And swiftly and quickly both of them, the holy Plato and the young monk, as though winged, reach the dwelling of the old man, who was praying and weeping; and the gloriously victorious martyr, having brought the longed-for son safely back to the father who was grieving in his heart, became invisible. So then, in every place, the renowned and glorious true martyrs of the Master Christ have power to accomplish what is wonderful and marvelous for those who through them devote their affairs to God. These things I have written to you, since you are a lover of the martyrs and never take your fill of the memory of the thrice-blessed martyrs.
AI-assisted translation - This translation was produced with AI assistance and has not been peer-reviewed. See the 19th-century translation or original Latin/Greek below for scholarly use.