I’m feeling happy at the moment, with a quiet vista in front of me that includes monkeys, trees, and the sea. And I think, “How can I write about Hate?” Well, yes, there are things I still hate ... there are things God hates. You don’t have to feel the emotion all the time (and anyway, you can’t sustain the emotion all the time).
So there is a good hate: of things such as evil, pride, murder, corruption, deception, etc.
But what about the bad hate? This is the nature of bad hate: it’s a cancer that eats inside, until one day the damage suddenly, unexpectedly, and traumatically causes pain. And all the while that we ignore of it, we live a disabled life.
Bad hate -- non-God hate – is hate harboured and secretly hidden in the soul, hate rooted in personal experience. It’s not about the rage and anger and wild emotion. It’s about the slow destructive erosion by a poison package we carry inside -- the leftovers of experiences that hide beneath the surface. Leave it too long and it’s all consuming, until there’s barely a flicker of life before you die.
When did you last have a soul mammogram, or check your soul’s prostate?
Hate hides. We’ll deny that we hate before we are forced to admit it. The only hate we readily confess to are non-real hates of asparagus, eating snails, and DSTV’s programme repeats. Or we’ll confess hate for things so big that our hate is merely social convention. Who really hates communism, or Hitler, or ...? These are not real hate, these are opinions or at best frustrations and dislikes.
Real hate is deep rooted and controlling. Real hate is rooted in unforgiveness. Unforgiveness is pride that says I am right and you are wrong, and I deserve retribution and it’s not fair and I’m going to tell God on you and you just wait till He deals with you and meantime get out of my sight and I don’t want anything to do with you. Like a 2-year old’s temper tantrum it’s irrational, uncontrollable, explodes when provoked, and destructive.
Recognize it. Have courage to admit it. Deal with it. Before it’s too late.
Hate hurts the hater more than the hated. There is something about hate that tears the hater down and is destructive.
Think about it, how often have you heard, either yourself or someone else say: ”I hate him / her / it / doing that”. In saying this or in focusing on strongly disliking some-one / -thing and letting it get the better of you, you are allowing something destructive to take over your soul and take control of you. Why do you want to be controlled by something destructive? Why focus on the negative? This is a pure waste of time.
I know, I have thought about pasting a picture of someone’s face on my punching bag and hitting it... But why? Why focus on something that is hurting you? Why let it infect you and infest you? Let it go, and focus on the positive. Just like cancer eats you up from the inside, so does hate. Hate - stops YOU from enjoying your life.
Do you think that you are hurting the hated? How? They are not affected by your feelings. If you want to forget something or someone, never hate it, or never hate him/her.
I know that in the moment when you are feeling this intense feeling, it is difficult to let go, but that’s why we have our Lord to call on: “Let Go! Let God!” Ask for the Holy Spirit to help you to get rid of any anger and any hostile feelings of hate. Let Him heal this cancer that is taking over your life.
“I have decided to stick to love ... Hate is too great a burden to bear” & "Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.” - Martin Luther King, Jr.
Why not just let go of hatred, and forgive. "When you forgive, you love. And when you love, God's light shines on you" – from a movie I watched last night: Into The Wild
Confession: A horrific realization. I hate more than I love!
“I say to you, Love your enemies and pray…”
My neighbours are my enemies.
This is the natural me: Almost always selfish, self seeking. Committing injustice by living as I do. With my wealth, comforts and conveniences at the expense of others.
Yet my intentional motto is: “Ask prayerfully, what is the loving thing to do? And do it.”
Remember: “Love your neighbour as yourself. Love does no wrong to a neighbour;”
So why do I hate more than I love?
Do I see my neighbour as a reflection of the image of God and an opportunity to extend His love or as a nuisance? Can you ask anything of me and I’ll give joyfully or count the financial and/or time cost? Do I avoid poverty, emotional conflict and generous commitment deliberately?
Yes, but thankfully not always. Hate is a cancer to my soul if I let hate run its course I go selfishly along. If on the other hand I earnestly seek the Spirit of God to change me to live a life of love my soul fights. My will versus His good, pleasing, perfect will and He is the ultimate winner.