He who says he is in the light, and hates his brother, is in darkness until now (1 John 2:9).
Boy, there are some people I would love to hate, but I can’t. I want to be in the light. I like living my life in joy unspeakable and full of glory.
If I allow hate to live in me, even for VERY GOOD reasons, I can’t live in that light. I have to take that terrible thing that someone did to me, put it on the altar of heaven, plead the Blood over it, and let God handle it.
I can’t even go back and check on the altar to see if God sufficiently punished the evildoer. Either I give it to God, or I don’t.
I don’t have to restore that brother to the position he had with me before, until he repents and asks forgiveness for the thing he did against me, then I must restore him.
What I have to do is dance my way into the light and not even think about what was done against me. It’s now God’s problem, not mine.