Blessed are you when men hate you,
when they exclude you and insult you
and reject your name as evil, because of the Son of Man.
Luke 6:22

After reading this passage, I had these questions:

Do men hate me?

Have I had anyone hate me because of my stance for Christ?

Has my stance for Christ been bold enough to make someone hate me?

Or am I too concerned with being politically correct or not offending anyone?

Too concerned with making others uncomfortable?

The Message says it this way,
“Count yourself blessed every time someone cuts you down or throws you out, every time someone smears or blackens your name to discredit me. What it means is that the truth is too close for comfort and that that person is uncomfortable. You can be glad when that happens—skip like a lamb, if you like!—for even though they don’t like it, I do . . . and all heaven applauds. And know that you are in good company; my preachers and witnesses have always been treated like this.”

I am considered “blessed” when others hate me or cut me down because of my faith.

God likes it. All heaven applauds.

This is disheartening to me because I don’t know if I can say anyone has ever hated me for my faith in Christ.

Oh, I’ve had people hate me. Trust me. But, not hate me for what I should be hated for.

I should be hated for Him, not for who I am.

Are you hated?