I don't pray for a person with whom I am in disagreement...I pray for my thoughts about that person. If Gertrude is just being Gertrude, and she and her God are happy with that (and no never mind how snarky, mean, or petty she is appearing to my eyes), it is my wrong that is for me to see.
It is my reaction to her, my thoughts about what I am perceiving, that are the irritant to me, not her. I can pray till my face falls off, that will not change her...even though she may change. God's timetable may have had her change ready all along, and here's me wanting to take credit. Meanwhile, my wrong has just been glossed over. It is, however, still there waiting to burst forth uglier than ever.
My prayer this morning: Thank you, Father, for Gertrude just exactly as she is appearing to me right this minute for just as she is appearing is helping me to see myself...my petty, my judgments, my ego defying you. If it takes me humiliating myself, thank you that I know humiliation is humility aborning. (But I'll pass on that if I have a vote.) Thank you. Amen.
We are born from love with the unlimited capacity to love...now is the time to put it to use, remembering that there is never a time that is not now.
Thank you.
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