Daily Archives: October 24, 2013

How to pray for someone you can’t stand

I’ve been working on this post for a while now. Twice I’ve written it and twice it’s disappeared.  I suppose it wasn’t ready for prime time just yet.

I know the title is a grabber, but I haven’t been able to wordsmith it any softer than that.

I cringe at the title and I’m the one who wrote it!

But yesterday I found myself thinking {again} about someone I can’t stand to be around. To know. To have any association with.

I have tried. For years. To no avail.

What is it, you ask?  Well, it’s a mix of many things and there’s a list as long as my arm.

At first, I thought things would be better off if I just prayed for them. I thought it would help me if I asked for mercies on their behalf. I thought and I thought and I thought … wrong.

Turns out, whenever I tried to pray for them, I just got madder.

Ornery. Downright unreasonable.

Why?

My heart wasn’t in it.  My heart just couldn’t get past the betrayals, the hurts, and that list … as long as my arm.

So, in desperation, I tried something new: I prayed that He might change them.

You can guess how that turned out.

Finally, I started to wonder if this person might be in my path for a reason.  And apparently I am supposed to learn something from them even if, for the life of me,  I don’t know what that is!

which one is it?

which one is it?

And then, after another restless night’s sleep, came clarity:  Trust in Me.

Huh, who’d have thought that the one needing prayer the most .. was the one saying them!

When Peter asked Jesus how many times we must forgive someone who has sinned against us, he was thinking that maybe seven times was enough. Jesus answered him, “I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times” (Matt. 18:22).

Tell me, how do you cope with hurtful people in your life?

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