I didn’t see him. He blended into the background of warm Christian fellowship.
The sound of a whizzing bullet and stabbing pain put me on high alert.
Searching the last few minutes of the business meeting revealed only positive, productive comments. It wasn’t a time of constructive critiquing.
No warning of negativity at all. But the shot hit its mark. The searing wound was real, as destructive as any delivered by a wartime sniper.
It took a few moments to spot him, but there he was in the guise of smiling friendship and kind remarks. Had he appeared in his ungodly uniform, I’d have recognized the attack and avoided his weapon. But this soldier was the elite of gossip’s special forces, all decked out in good will.
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The tattle-tale statement was meant to discredit a mutual friend, but the distress was mine. My conscience was injured in place of the intended victim’s reputation. Lord, what do I do now?
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Erasing the put-down, the character of the sniper rose before me. If he was willing to fire on that close friend, who could escape his rifle sights? Limping away from the encounter, a fresh resolve is stirring.
- Stay out of his reach as much as possible.
- Ask Holy Spirit to empower me to stand and speak should he strike again.
Have you been hit by sniper fire?
How has God led you to respond?