The Lord recently prompted me to pray for the difficult people in my life. Not so I’d be more comfortable or peaceful, but so they’d be happier. It wasn’t fun, and I made some shocking discoveries about my own faults mirrored in others.
Then I wondered: am I a difficult person for someone else, or many others?
Is a brother or sister praying for me, because I’m a thorn in their side? Gosh.
I’ll bet you know of a difficult someone who needs your prayers today. Will you do it, just to spite the devil?