I feel like the rich man questioning Jesus,”who is my neighbor?” But instead as I read Luke 6:27-36, I’m pondering/asking Him this morning, “who is ‘my enemy’?”Enemy is a strong word. Not just a neutral party or some random person on the street; it’s someone who for some reason has a beef with you.
How does one even get close enough “to love” these kinds of people?
I guess we don’t really need to be physically in proximity to them. “Doing good to them” is defined as blessing them & praying for them.
And while It appears we don’t need to come close to them, they may to us… & strike our cheek?! I see here that I’m not the pursuer or the attacker & that my response is no response; I don’t make pot shots, even if they’re taken at me. **disclaimer: I do NOT believe this verse is addressing staying in an abusive relationship & just taking the hits.
When things are taken, don’t demand them back. I’ve always thought of physical things, but this morning I’m stretched to think of things like dignity, respect, love, & kindness. How do I respond when those things are “taken” from me; denied to me? These are the types of interactions that inflict the deepest hurts.
So when I “lend” something (v35), perhaps I need to be contemplating lending my dignity, respect, love & kindness to those who do not offer me the same.




