Love your enemies.
And pray for those who persecute you.
This was our command down the centuries.
Thus our faith grew and grew.
Sometimes we lose it.
Then Elijah whispers on our ear.
We are Ahab in our own Pit.
Trying to escape from fear.
We wear sackcloth.
We plead for mercy.
For what we did to Naboth.
And we cannot escape from his mercy.
For we will be forgiven.
This is an absolute given.
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Love our enemies
It’s easier to love friends
Sad, it’s what we do
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See 1 Kings 21: 17-29 and Matthew 5: 43-48