I Hope My Enemies Are Loving Me Too

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I love my enemies.

Those words used to feel impossible.
But Jesus keeps calling me deeper:
“Love your enemies… pray for those who persecute you…
that you may be children of your Father.”

 

Love is not a feeling.
Love is wishing God’s goodness on another person—
even the ones who wounded me,
misunderstood me,
ignored me,
or walked away.

And I hope my enemies are loving me too.
Those I hurt on purpose.
Those I hurt without knowing.
Those I passed over.
Those I failed to love when God placed them in my path.

Because the Father “makes His sun rise on the bad and the good.”
He pours out light on everyone—
not because we deserve it,
but because He is good.

To love my enemies
is to step into that same sunlight.
To let God stretch my heart
until it looks a little more like His.

Pray

Lord, teach me to love those who hurt me.
Teach me to love those I have hurt.
Let Your goodness fall on all of us today—
friend and enemy alike. Amen

What We Receive, We Become

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At the center of our faith
is a quiet but powerful truth:
we become what we receive.

When we take in fear,
fear is what we hand back to the world.
When we breathe in scarcity,
we start living small, guarded lives.

Fear and scarcity clench our fists.
They shrink our prayers.
They paint God as distant or withholding.
But that is not the Father’s heart.

When we receive His overflowing goodness,
something in us loosens.
Breath deepens.
Generosity becomes possible again.
His abundance doesn’t just fill us—
it spills through us.

This is the shape of discipleship:
Trust the Father.
Receive His gifts.
Become His generosity in the world.

Jesus says,
“Ask and you will receive.
Seek and you will find.
Knock and the door will be opened.”
Because from God,
everything—everything—is gift.

And Jesus asks,
“Which one of you would hand your child a stone
when he asks for bread?”
If we, with all our limits, know how to give good gifts,
how much more does our Father delight in giving what is good.

So today, the invitation is simple:
Receive what God is already pouring out.
And let His goodness become the goodness you give.

Prayer

Father, 

Open my hands to what You give.
Quiet the fear I keep breathing in.
Loosen the grip that scarcity builds.
Let Your goodness rise in me again.
Fill me with the gifts You pour each day.
Shape my heart to trust, receive, and give.
Make Your generosity the rhythm of my life.

Amen