Jesus, thank you for this opportunity to pray for the guy in the car who shouted at me about 5 mins ago, probably to intimidate me and vent his frustration and repressed anger at someone, and I was the target unfortunately, (or fortunately).
Lord I wasn't angry.
I've heard enough stories and read enough books to know about this kind of behaviour in a person that if someone does anything to anyone, there's a reason or reasons for it.
And I choose to pray for him instead.
I could choose to think that he's an inferior and pitiable person and I could throw insults at him inside my head.
But I choose not to do that. Not at all.
I could think that there must be a defect or fault in me that caused him to throw insults at me. But I choose not to think like that at all either.
Lord, I pray for his soul. I pray that his personal problems will solved or his relationship problems would be resolved by Your grace.
I take pity on him not the pity that makes me superior to him but rather the pity that I choose to feel, because in some ways or in some circumstances, I have probably been in his place.
Yes, there's no denying that his behaviour was at fault.
In that respect, his behaviour is not acceptable.
I still do not accept his behaviour.
But I choose to accept him.
I accept him as a person.
A person who is sick, and in need of a physician.
Not any physician, but the Great Physician.
Even You, Lord Jesus!
The Doctor of our souls.
Matthew 5:39
Jesus heal him please, just as You have healed me.
In Your name, I pray. Amen.
Thank you for listening to my petition and prayer.
:-)
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