This fall on Wednesday nights at church we've had some different women in our congregation speaking on different topics. One of our minister's wives did a lesson recently on "loving your enemies." My first thought was "Really? Do we need a lesson on that? I have no enemies..."
Well, little did I know it would be so convicting! As she defined who our enemies might be, I started thinking, well there is someone whose face is unknown to me that I might consider an enemy. She defined an enemy as someone who might have hurt us, cause us trouble. The realization came to me that even though the car wreck that killed my brother-in-law and has altered my sister's life forever was an accident, it's hard to forgive the woman. There is anger there. She is my enemy, in a sense.
As the lesson went on, she challenged us to think of ways we can truly LOVE OUR ENEMY. Praying for them was one of the main things we talked about. I realized I had not prayed for this woman one time since it happened. I want her to feel bad, I want her to be punished. But that is not for me to do. Unfortunately she may suffer guilt the rest of her life over this. Her two children that were in the car with her saw the scene. I can't imagine.
So, I'm trying to re-think who my enemies are, and consciously pray for them. It does not come natural. But that's what having Jesus in your heart is all about - he makes us indescribably different from the world.