Letter 128: Gaudentius had written from Rome to ask Jerome's advice as to the bringing up of his infant daughter; whom after the religious fashion of the day he had dedicated to a life of virginity. Jerome's reply may be compared with his advice to Laeta (Letter CVII.) which it closely resembles. It is noticeable also for the vivid account which it gives of...

JeromeGaudentius|c. 413 AD|jerome
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Jerome to Gaudentius — greetings.

Writing to a small child is a peculiar business. She cannot read this letter. She will not understand it for years. You have asked me to advise you on raising your daughter in consecrated virginity, and so I am addressing myself simultaneously to the child (who will read these words eventually) and to you (who must act on them now).

In the words of Cicero, she is to be praised more for what she will be than for what she is. How do you write about self-discipline to a girl who is still chasing cakes? How do you speak of Paul's depths to someone who prefers bedtime stories? How do you explain the majesty of the gospels to a child whose nurse can make her cry with a frown? You don't — not yet. But you begin.

Begin with the alphabet. Make it a game. Use letters cut from boxwood or ivory; let her sort them by sound; give prizes for each correct answer. When she can write, let her writing-practice be verses from the Psalms — and keep her fingers and her mind occupied simultaneously with the needle and the loom. Wool-working is not a degradation; it was the occupation of holy women in every age, including (if Virgil is to be believed) the greatest women of pagan Rome. A girl who can spin is a girl who has something to do with her hands, and a girl with something to do with her hands has considerably less time to get into trouble.

I write this for you with particular urgency because of what has happened to Rome. The city was sacked three years ago — Alaric's Goths, as you well know. The world that you and I grew up thinking was permanent has turned out not to be. Families that had been wealthy for generations found themselves refugees overnight. Noble women who had never walked anywhere except in a litter ended up walking across Campania with nothing. Among them were women whose entire sense of identity had been built around their social position, their marriages, their household management — and when those things were taken from them, they had nothing left.

The girl who grows up knowing that her identity is in God and not in property, in faith and not in social position — she is the girl who survives catastrophe. She is the girl who can arrive at Bethlehem penniless, as many have done, and find that she already has everything she actually needs.

Train her accordingly. Send her to us here in Bethlehem if you can, when she is old enough. Her great-grandmother Paula built this place for exactly this purpose. It endures. Roman real estate, as recent events have demonstrated, does not.

Modern English rendering for readability. See the 19th-century translation or original Latin/Greek for scholarly use.

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