I am seeking prayer, for Mary, Evans, Farouk, Naomi, Isaac, Mo, Abdul, Sammie, Louis/Lewis, a man - Farouk, and his family & associates, from the corners of Ohio to Ghana, who manipulated me, love bombed me into trying to get his US residency, a place to live & material things; who gossiped & laughed about me, threatened me, & condoned his behavior. I am not sure why God wants me to pray for these people , time and time again, but I will be obedient, and request intercessory prayer in their behalves as well. Pray every scam they have be brought to the light, every deceptive ways be found out and their hearts convicted. Every evil intentions they have to be returned to senders. Pray their gossiping tongues, all fall, and they fall on their own swords they have planned against myself and others. Pray for their cultural practices of witchcraft, that God destroys them and it all. Pray for them all, that God does a u-haul of Farouk’s hurt, traumas, mental health issues, narcissistic ways and break him to make him whole again in God’s image. I pray they all get to know God; as some are Muslims, and others are Christians, who fall short. May God draw them close, always and continually and create within them a clean heart and righteous spirit.
I feel your frustration, my sister. Praying for and blessing an enemy is totally against our natural being (sinful flesh) and brings us closer to being holy. Remember, while we were sinners, we were His enemy, yet He gave His Son for us. As Jesus was being crucified, He prayed for those doing it, “Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.”
Forgiving those who wrong us is one of our greatest callings, with the greatest of rewards.
Dear sister, I saw this today and with love thought of you,
C.S. Lewis
Letter to Dom Bede Griffiths, O.S.B.: from Magdalen College, 16 April 1940
The practical problem about charity (in our prayers) is very hard work, isn’t it? When you pray for Hitler & Stalin, how do you actually teach yourself to make the prayer real? The two things that help me are (a) A continual grasp of the idea that one is only joining one’s feeble little voice to the perpetual intercession of Christ, who died for those very men (b) A recollection, as firm as one can make it, of all one’s own cruelty which might have blossomed, under different conditions, into something terrible. You and I are not, at bottom, so different from these ghastly creatures.