Jesus: Hey, you should really love your enemies.
Me: Right on, J.C. Not a problem. I’m on it!
Jesus: You seem pretty sure of yourself. It can be hard to love an enemy, you know.
Me: Right, right. I get that. But I’m not going to have a problem with this one. See, I don’t have any enemies.
Jesus: Oh, really? None?
Me: Yeah. I’m such an easy-going guy, you know? I get along with everybody.
Jesus: Um, you know what I mean by “enemy” isn’t just a person with whom you have actual open conflict, right?
Me: Oh … wait, what?
Jesus: Yeah. Confrontation can actually be healthy, when it happens with graciousness and respect.
Me: Really? Who knew? So, who’s my enemy, then?
Jesus: Well, you know that one you look down on? And that one you gossip about? And that one you go out of your way to avoid? And that one who just gets on your nerves? And that one you wish would just put a sock in it? And that one…
Me: Okay, okay! That’s enough, man. I see your point.
Jesus: There’s people who are easy to love; there’s people who are hard to love; there’s people who are all but unlovable. Love. Them. All.
Me: I don’t know, Jesus. I mean, someone who could do that would have to be … perfect.