Our current lesson: how to show love and respect someone when you either don’t get along with them or don’t trust them. Talk about a sticky wicket. I barely even know how to do this and I’m 41. I’m only able to teach them any of this because God is totally working in me on this subject. I’m calling it being generous with my enemies and it’s one of the most difficult lessons he’s ever tried to walk me through. (I kinda wish he’d pick something else.)
So I’m starting with the basics. First of all, our words. It’s one thing to think something unkind (and we need to work on our thoughts too, for sure) but it’s another thing to say something unkind. I’m trying to impress upon them the importance of seeing things from the other person’s perspective. Sometimes the other person is hurting, or angry, or scared, or unhealthy. Sometimes they may hurt you, but they might not even know that they are. So we have to filter our words through that lens. Disrespect is never okay, no matter the situation, I’m telling them.
Secondly, our actions. There might be something we don’t want to do, but the person we’re upset with wants us to, so as long as it’s within our realm to do it and it won’t hurt us, we do it (especially if it’s an authority figure). Or, one step farther, we might be feeling nudged to do something kind for that person, something that we have no obligation to do. I’ve noticed that each time I reach out with a high road type of kindness, it gets easier the next time. (Well, a little bit.)
And thirdly, our prayers. I have a feeling my kids aren’t quite there yet with this one, but I can tell that I cannot help but find my heart softening when I pray for someone who either has or is hurting me. Compassion grows in these places.
I believe that God wants my heart to stretch in this area not for the sake of the other person, though it would be wonderful if it had some kind of positive effect, but for my own sake. My heart needs to learn how to do this. And as I do this, I am seeing in new ways the way grace came after me, the way God chased me down when I was hurting him. We show love because he first loved us. And we need to show our kids how to do this too.
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