by Mindy Kiker
Love your enemies, do good to them….Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful. Luke 6:35-36
Love is tough. It’s gritty and glorious. I struggle to love people when I’m disappointed in them, or in myself, or with life in general. Sometimes I come across less like a lover and more like an accuser. You don’t want to know me when I get into striving mode with a long to-do list and a tight time schedule with little margin. I inevitably start to feel the strain, but instead of dealing with my own heart before The Lord, I like to start first by blaming others:
It’s the kids’ problem–they’re so disobedient. Why did I have so many children?
It’s my husband’s problem–he’s not at all helpful. Why didn’t I stay single?
It’s my many obligations–why didn’t I say “No!”? What was I thinking?