“But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you (Matt. 5:44);”
Really? Can I love them from afar? Would you allow me to handle them with a long-handle spoon? Or must I have coffee & bagels with them while engaging in chatter? Oh my… Seems like a lot to ask. But then there’s this little verse tucked away: “If ye love me, keep my commandments (John 14:15).” So then (like Nike encourages) you just do it! Of course, I do it for me. It’s a sacrificial, Christ-like love; yet I have my own motives and agenda–if that makes sense (probably not). Allow me to explain… I choose to love my enemies so that my prayers are not hindered, so that my praise is not contaminated, so that my worship is for real, so that my blessings are not denied. I realize that if I can get through this challenge, it actually propels me to my next level in Christ.
Then… there’s your frenemy–the one who can’t decide whether to be your friend or enemy. Consequently, they flip-flop back and forth between the two–to keep it interesting. And interesting it is… although I’m actually not interested. Too draining. I actually have one ‘wonderful’ frenemy–quite an old woman. She holds true to form by being as sweet as an angel a few weeks at a time and then for no apparent reason at all, other than to keep it interesting, she slips into a nearby locker room, telephone booth or something, and then she emerges with what appears to be fangs. Then come the insults… She probably figures I don’t understand that she’s attempting to insult me since I choose to totally ignore it and smile, nod my head and move on. I totally get it. I simply choose not to engage. People are so funny. God, help us to be sweeter as the years go by and to show forth the fruit of the Spirit. Help us where we fall short. Help us to love our enemies and frenemies too.
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