Until recently, I could honestly say I didn’t have any enemies. Sure, there are plenty of people I don’t really like. A few that I even dislike and strive to avoid. I’ve had my ups and downs with people, and usually we work it out, while other times we’ve ignored the issue and moved on or parted ways. But never, until recently, have I met someone so evil, so vile, that I could truly say they are an enemy.
I won’t go into detail explaining who this person is, or what the circumstances are, but I will say the reason I despise him/her/it is not because of something he/she/it has done to me, but what they have done to someone I love. A few specifics that lead to my intense negative emotions regarding this person involve blatant lies, manipulation of facts, maligning of character, and outright sabotage.
Now, of course, comes the moral dilemma. I have plotted and devised myriad methods of destroying this person’s life. There are plenty of things I could do to exact revenge, ways to make this person’s life miserable and do unto them what they have done to others, and there’s a very good chance I wouldn’t get caught. However, the injured party in this scenario, the one who would have, by the world’s standards, every right to “get even” or return evil for evil, is a much more upstanding character than I am, and has opted to take the higher road, turning the other cheek, letting this person’s behavior carry on and not giving them the dues they deserve.
And so I must learn from their example. Certain phrases like “Love your enemies” and “bless those who curse you” and “do unto others as you would have them do unto you” and “vengeance is mine, says the Lord” and all those sorts of things come to mind. Despite how much I know with my head about God’s will in a situation like this, and despite the fact that I know Jesus had way worse enemies than this and still forgave them, the human part of me can’t stand that such injustice and horrible behavior is allowed to continue without repercussion. I would dearly love to be the instrument of God’s discipline in this person’s life. And, failing that, I would love to see justice served, and be there to rub it in when it happens.
And yes, I know those are horrible, unChristlike thoughts. I know full well the lack of Christian love I am displaying at this moment. Therefore, while I work on my attitude and my heart, I will contain my thirst for vengeance and confine it to a scathing revelation of this person’s character in short-story form.