Ruthless witnesses come forward;
they question me on things I know nothing about. They repay me evil for good
and leave me like one bereaved. Yet when they were ill, I put on sackcloth
and humbled myself with fasting.
When my prayers returned to me unanswered, I went about mourning
as though for my friend or brother.
I bowed my head in grief
as though weeping for my mother. But when I stumbled, they gathered in glee;
assailants gathered against me without my knowledge.
They slandered me without ceasing. How long, Lord, will you look on?
Rescue me from their ravages,
my precious life from these lions. Do not let those gloat over me
who are my enemies without cause;
do not let those who hate me without reason
maliciously wink the eye.
(Psalm 35:11-15, 17, 19 NIV)
What does it truly mean to Love and pray for our enemies. As I serve as a campus staff to college students at CU Boulder what does it mean to bless and love those who reject and persecute and hinder us sharing the gospel of Jesus?
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