On Being His ICBM

I started joking about being His ICBM (intercontinental ballistic missile) to friends. After the recent incident in Rome, Italy involving a fig tree, I prayed for Him to take my wrath away because the wrath belongs to Him and it’s not for me to burn the fig tree down.

He also told me to kill them with kindness, and I realised the payload in this ICBM is kindness rather than radioactive material. A lot of people in my life said a lot of hurtful things to me lately and it’s understandable due to how radical my conversion process has been, but the Holy Spirit is seriously good at comforting. The process I go through is roughly as follows.

Get stabbed by words from friends or family.

I feel hurt for a bit.

He cheers me up.

I get annoyed.

I giggle within two hours after getting stabbed.

I’m pretty sure He’s turning me into a massive masochist. 😱