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Merry Christmas! I apologize for the delay in posting Part 3 of the series on revenge. Three days ago I got up early. I wrote Part 3. I saved Part 3. (Or so I thought.) It didn't save. And then my family arrived.
What happend was: On the 4th of December I had a foundation repair on my home. Eighteen steel piers. Sixteen on the outside of my home. Two were drilled right through my bedroom floor.
Yup. Two of those in my sweet room. From there it rolled out like this:
Eighteen Steel Piers.
Two in my bedroom.
Dust and mud everywhere.
Two broken sprinkler lines.
One burst in the night.
One flood of water on the side of my house and up the street.
An emergency visit from a plumber.
The drying quit drying.
The water heater quit heating.
Drain and return water to Home Depot.
No hot water for one week.
No heat (heater) for two days.
Two gas leaks.
One in the attic. (heater)
One in the garage. (water heater.)
My blog--already WAY late, did not save.
And a patridge in a pear tree! (If I had the time, I'd create a song out of it because I think that would be funny!)
The good news is that I am alive despite prolonged exposure to carbon monoxide. (Yay!)
My niece is visiting from Texas Tech. (Double Yay!)
I have extraordinary friends who supported me throughout every twist and turn. (Thank you, Jesus!)
AND most importantly:
"Unto to us a child is born."
"The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; upon those who lived in a land of gloom a light has shone."
"They name him Wonderful-Counselor, God-Hero, Father-Forever, Prince of Peace."
(My black Lab, Jasmine, is in heaven now. I lost her to cancer a few years ago, but I love this picture. The yellow Lab is Hannah Banana. My divorce buddy and best friend!)
I'm aiming for Saturday to get back to blogging. Thank you for understanding.
May the peace of Christ be with you throughout this Christmas Season and coming New Year.
Published on Wednesday, December 26, 2018 @ 11:21 AM CDT
Part 2: Let Death Seize Them
Greetings! Scroll down for Part 1 if your missed it. When we left off, I asked a question to help you identify the subtle desire for revenge. The subtle desire for revenge will seek expression. Left unidentified it is likley to gain momentum and cause a lot of damage when you least expect it. If you read my blog regualary, you do not deserve the destruction darkness is hell-bent on bringing given half a chance. (I imagine you've been through enough already--or you wouldn't be here.)
So what do we do with this desire--that so rarely disapates in a single-prayer filled bound? How can we submit [it] to Light? The process begins with validation. God knows what's happened to you, and He cares. This Advent season when our hearts our focused on the coming Christ, let's welcome His presence in the desires of our souls, too. Let's be assured that if in the midst of multi-colored lights we can only see RED, He will meet us right where we are. He will love us away from the path of destruction and toward one that is life-giving. If only we will communicate with Him the way King David did in a story found in the Old Testament:
Psalm 55: King David is sand-bagged by his closest friend.
King David to God: For it is not an enemy who reproaches me; then I could bear it. Nor is it one who hates me who has exalted himself against me; then I could hide from him. But it was you, a man my equal, my companion and my acquaintacne. We took sweet counsel together and walked to the house of God in the throng.
Next, he tells God how he really feels.
"Let death seize them; let them go down alive into hell for wickedness is in their dwellings and among them" (Psalm 55:15)
Who knew the angry retort "go to hell" originated with a man desribed in Sacred Scripture as "a man after God's own heart." Oh, to be human after-all. Turns out, this was not his only desire.
"As for me, I will call upon God, and the Lord shall save me. Evening morning and at noon I will pray, and cry aloud, and He shall hear my voice. He has redeemed my soul in peace from the battle that was against me, for there were many against me."
What I love so much about this is that he opened his heart to God. And not everything in there was clean and pretty. It hurts to be betrayed by someone with whom we share no personal attachments, but a close friend is another matter altogether. It's particulary painful--painful enough to spark a desire for revenge.
King David offered it all. He cried out in the evening, morning, and at noon. He had mulitple conversations with God about the betrayal he'd endured. And he confessed even the darkest of his soul's desires. (Clearly, passions are high when you ask God to burn your enemies alive.) He didn't merely want them to die. He wanted them to suffer intense pain unto their last breath.
What can we learn from this? Even for a king, forgiveness takes time. And now's as good a time as any to say, time takes time, too.
"Although the psalmist requests some due punishment for his enemies his tone is one of deference to God, who is always just." This is a winning combination that's served me well over the years.
(ref. CCC 271, 1991)
I encourage you to mediate on this concept. Talk to God. Journal your thoughts if you're uncomfortable speaking directly to Him. I'll be back with a personal story next week. In 2013, when my marriage went up in flames, I experienced a seemingly endless stretch of time where the desire for revenge burned so hot it's a wonder I wasn't reduced to volcanic ash. Christ met me there and then led me back to wholeness. He didn't scold me for intense emotion. Grab your journal and let it out, sister!
Meet me back here next week.
We get better together!
Published on Thursday, December 6, 2018 @ 10:00 AM CDT