Use the Better Weapon


As a police officers wife, there is one sure fire way to send hurt straight to my heart. (It’s is not an open invitation, by the way.) But that one way is to look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t like officers. That happened recently. And it hurt, because I love my family in blue. And while I know not everyone will share my God given love and passion for them, it still doesn’t change the hurt that comes knowing people don’t always like them or appreciate the job they do. And by default, there are people who do like me because I’m married to a man in uniform. And I think all of it can be a bit unfair.

A passage from the Bible says the following:

Everyone must submit to governing authorities. For all authority comes from God, and those in positions of authority have been placed there by God. So anyone who rebels against authority is rebelling against what God has instituted, and they will be punished. For the authorities do not strike fear in people who are doing right, but in those who are doing wrong. Would you like to live without fear of the authorities? Do what is right, and they will honor you. The authorities are God’s servants, sent for your good. But if you are doing wrong, of course you should be afraid, for they have the power to punish you. They are God’s servants, sent for the very purpose of punishing those who do what is wrong. So you must submit to them, not only to avoid punishment, but also to keep a clear conscience (Romans 13:1-5 NLT).

As those words rolled off his tongue, I would lie if I didn’t say a little fight in me wanted to come out. And I’m not a violent person! But instead of letting the fight out, as a Christian, I used the better weapon. In fact, I used the best weapon. The weapon of prayer. And I can pray for hearts to be changed. For God to help these kind of people find a more common ground in accepting whom our officers are and the purpose they serve. As much as I would love to let my passion fly, telling of how hard the job is, the stresses they live with, the horrible things they see … at the end of the day, I have to ask Jesus to fight that battle for me. It’s simply too big for me to do on my own. I can prepare before the battles and ask Him to ready me with loving responses for when times like this come, because Lord knows, I don’t want to add to or be part of the problem.

Life isn’t fair, I get that, and I never expect it to be. But I can pray and ask God for His perspectives, and Him to do work in those hard hearts. And better yet, even in my own heart as the insults come, fully trusting His loving work will be done.

“I appeal to you, dear brothers and sisters, by the authority of our Lord Jesus Christ, to live in harmony with each other. Let there be no divisions in the church. Rather, be of one mind, united in thought and purpose” (1 Corinthians 1:10 NLT).


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