Father, quench my anger, righteous or not that I might see through your loving eyes.  Thank you that I am no longer a man with penchant to fury.  Gone are the days of flame, set ablaze by the simplest inconsistency or slight.  But Lord even these times where it is right to be angered still somehow violates the construct of the man you’ve had me become.

Father they are doing evil and I despise their wicked, self or satan serving focus, especially where it quickly lends to seek out, wound, maim or devour the innocent.  I know that I must stand against them Lord and speak your Word, but must I also be ignited by passion in facing them?  I don’t like feeling this emotion.  It sends up my hackles, limits my thinking, diminishes my capacity for love which I so enjoy holding close to my breast.  What then of those moments that linger as I desperately wish to see a wrong righted, an evil undone or a criminal punished.  I see that Your Word says to give way, give room for Your Judgment.  Father show me that room, that space, that step back from the current episode that I might “give room” to Your intervention as needed.

Lord, I don’t hate, but I do dislike.  I don’t wish evil, but I do entertain the idea of sitting someone on their butt with a good, holy right cross.  Is there such a thing, Lord?  Or each time I there venture am I returning to the fleshly man?  If that is the case, for it feels and looks like a duck, then can you show me a way to deal with these characters in holiness that I might not become personally embroiled, incensed or poisoned by their evil, but instead simply become the pylon of Your Spirit I was meant?  What then of the man I do not confront, but instead turn over through prayer?  Isn’t he dealt with equally, giving Him unto the hand of Your judgment?

That is the place I will bid him sent.  That is the parking place for their evil vehicle, in front of You, where Your eye, heart and hand may have their way.  How am I to determine their deserved forgiving?  That is not a thing of my heart, discerning their worthiness for my consideration.  They are evil and the end result of that choice is that they must stand before You for judgment.  Whether that interview occur now or in the hereafter, it is still a meeting between You and they, with my simply playing role of introduction.  Thank you for allowing me the opportunity to see my way to the correct prayers this morning.  I so much wish to be free of these vestiges of mortality, they remain cumbersome, clumsy and unwanted by this transformed creature.  In Your precious name I pray.  Come please Lord the harvest appears to be nearing its end, but if the time is not yet, I will sit in contentment working with my Brothers and Sisters until all the crops are brought in to the store house.  I love you Jesus, My King, my High Priest, my Lord, my Saviour.