Enemies help us grow spiritually
I am not looking for enemies. I don't think any of us do that intentionally.
However, I was drawn to this prayer from the horrors of Dachau concentration camp in 1945, written by a Serbian dissident Orthodox Bishop, Nicholai Velimirovic - who defied the Nazis when they overran Yugoslavia in 1941--before they attacked Russia. His perspective was undoubtedly sharpened by his encounters with the bloodthirsty Nazi tormentors at Dachau. He was driven into the arms of the Spirit. Oh to become as attuned to the grace of our Lord, without the torments of enemies. I am refreshed by his deep perspective.
Taken from “The Illumined Heart” by Frederica Mathewes-Green
The Prayer of Bishop Nicholai Velimirovic of
"Bless my enemies, O Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.
Enemies have made me a stranger in worldly realms and an extraneous inhabitant of the world. Just as a hunted animal finds safer shelter than an un-hunted animal does, so have I, persecuted by enemies, found the safest sanctuary, having ensconced myself beneath Your tabernacle, where neither friends nor enemies can slay my soul.
They have punished me, whenever I have hesitated to punish myself.
They have tormented me, whenever I have tried to flee torments.
They have scolded me, whenever I have flattered myself.
They have spat upon me, whenever I have filled myself with arrogance.
Whenever I have made myself mighty, they have mocked me as though I were a dwarf.
Whenever I have wanted to lead people, they have shoved me into the background.
Whenever I have rushed to enrich myself, they have prevented me with an iron hand.
Whenever I thought that I would sleep peacefully, they have wakened me from sleep.
Whenever I have tried to build a home for a long and tranquil life, they have demolished it and driven me out.
Truly, enemies have cut me loose from the world and have stretched out my hands to the hem of Your garment.
So that fleeing to you may have no return;
So that all hope in men may be scattered like cobwebs;
So that absolute serenity may begin to reign in my soul; so that my heart may become the grave of my two evil twins: arrogance and anger.
So that I may amass all my treasure in heaven;
Ah, so that I may for once be freed from self deception, which has entangled me in the dreadful web of illusory life.
Enemies have taught me to know what hardly anyone knows, that a person has no enemies in this world except himself.
One hates his enemies only when he fails to realize that they are not enemies, but cruel friends.
It is truly difficult for me to say who has done me more good and who has done me more evil in the world: friends or enemies.
Therefore, bless, O Lord, both my friends and my enemies. A slave curses enemies, for he does not understand. But a son blesses them, for he understands.
For a son knows that his enemies cannot touch his life. Therefore he freely steps among them and prays to God for them.
Amen.
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