We are called to do it, but our nature rebels against it. Sometimes we rebel our whole lives.
Love your enemy. Pray for your enemy. Forgive your enemy.
Our natural reaction when someone hurts us, it to hurt them back. We seek revenge. We hold on to our hurts. We poison our minds, our bodies, our relationships. Our pride wants us to be right, not do what is right.
If someone slaps you on the cheek, turn to them the other cheek.
If anyone forces you to go one mile, go with them two miles.
Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you…
Last year, on Remembrance Day, I wrote about the Letter from a German Medic, which my great-grandparents received shortly after the war. It amazes me that this “enemy” took the time to locate them and to write such personal letters. He provided details that soothed their aching hearts. They called him “friend” and soothed his heart…
Love your enemies.
It applies to Little Guy in the school yard. It applies to me in the school parking lot. It applies to those who are different from us. It applies to us in a world that thrives on dominance, hatred and pride.
Grace. Mercy. Prayer. Love.
I need it. My enemy needs it too.