Musing from a contemplative mind....

This Friday I was talking with a friend of mine who used to be part of our church.  I call it talking but really it was just a verbal berating from her.  She heard a rumor about a decision we made and she was all upset about it.  She eviscerated me and my wife for about 10 minuets.  I was in the company of other people, so I kept my cool.  I have really long fuse.  In fact, very few people have ever seen me more than miffed.  What disappointed me most was she didn't even ask what really happened, or why we did it.  She just assumed that she knew the facts.  This morning I had my mental voodoo doll out with visions of pins in her head, when the Scripture came into my mind, bless those who curse you and pray for those who spitefully use you.  I don't like that scripture.  I suppose that scripture is just fine and dandy when no one is assailing your character and your motives, I can pray for the idiot that cuts me off in Montreal (sometimes) but can I pray for someone who wants to hurt me.  I came to the quick conclusion the answer is no.  I can't.  Being a Christ-Follower means I leap with out a net, and praying for someone I genuinely feel hatred for is that kind of leap.  I guess this is my attempt and being like Christ.

If he can pray on the cross I can pray in my office chair.