I am probably bragging when I say this, but I obeyed a verse today: "Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you" (Matthew 5:44). It was kinda hard.
It was even more difficult for my chivalrous husband. My sweet, Christian, even-tempered husband becomes Hulk-like in nature when his wife or daughter are insulted or in harm's way. "You won't like me when I'm angry."
Here's what happened:
We stopped at Habanero's for some tasty breakfast burritos. Scott decided to also run into the doughnut shop next door while Liv and I sat in the car. A man driving a black, Chevy SS truck pulls into the two parking spaces to the left of us, partially blocking our car. I thought out loud, "Seriously, dude??!!" I glared at him in disbelief.
I could tell by the way he walked that he was full of himself, cocky. He was middle-aged, my dad's age, I thought.
When Scott returned to the car, I boldly walked into the restaurant and tapped him on the shoulder, "Excuse me, but I'm guessing you parked that way so no one would hit your truck, but I can't back out." Sweet and calm.
"What are you gonna do, write me a ticket?" Cocky.
"No, but I just wanted you to know that it's really inconsiderate." Still sweet.
"I don't give a s%*! what you think."
With shocked, appalled look in my eyes: "Well, I hope that makes you feel better to speak to me that way!"
"It does. I am having a great day now."
I walked away. Everyone around us in the small restaurant was appalled by his behavior. At least I think/hope they were rooting for me.
I told my husband to slowly, carefully back out.
"Do I need to go in there and punch him in the face? What did he say?"
"I'll tell you when we get on the road." Because I knew better..."You know that verse about loving enemies? I think we need to pray for him..."
Here is my prayer: "Dear God, please make that man have a heart attack."
Is that mean? Is that wrong? Rhetorical. I know the answers are yes and yes. I'm sure that man must have had a terrible upbringing to act that way and what's worse is he is destined for an eternal, fiery hell. So we all prayed a real prayer for him, and forgave him and tried extremely hard to let it go...