When I witness hatred of others because of those they love, I feel ashamed. When I read about attacks on people because of those they love, I feel anger. When I hear speech used as a weapon against others because of those they love, I feel weary.
But the hate of others, the attacks of others and the words of others are not my adversaries. Fear is my adversary—my own fear as much as the fear of others.
I pray that the Word of God will enter the hearts, the hands and the mouths of others, and maybe that will come to pass. But I know that the Word of God can enter my heart and take my shame from me. I know that the Word of God can enter my hands and take my anger from me. And I know that the Word of God can sustain my weary heart and help me love those who would hate me, those who would attack me and those who would call out against me. For the Word of God is “love” and “love” is the only answer for fear.