Lord, I am praying for the person who hurt me.
Not because I feel charitable about it. Because if I do not pray for them I am going to keep talking about them, and the talking is not healing anything.
I am not asking You to make me forget what they did. I am asking You to take it off me as the first thing I think about in the morning.
Bless them where they live. Bring people into their life who can tell them the truth I am too tired to keep trying to tell them. Hold a mirror to their soul that I am not the one to hold.
And work on me too. Where I have made a small wound into an identity. Where I have kept the receipt longer than the cross asked me to. Where I have let one person's worst day become the lens I see all of them through.
Free us both. Their freedom is theirs. Mine is the part I can ask for tonight.
In Jesus' name we pray. Amen.