Dead, Enemy Churches

"The time for the fulfillment of the prophecy Smith Wigglesworth gave you has arrived.  It is time to begin.  I want you to go to the leaders of the churches."
I argued back.  "Lord, what can I say to those dead churches?"
"I can raise the dead."  As simple as that.
"But, Lord, they are enemies." I almost whined.
"Yes, but I have told you to love your enemy."
Ignoring the truth of Scripture in my frustration, I continued to argue.  "How can I love people like this?  I can agree with neither their doctrines nor their practices."
"Well," the Lord said firmly deep inside me, "you will have to forgive them!"
"Dear, Lord" - it really was a whine by then - "how can I forgive them if I can't justify them?"
"I never gave you authority to justify anybody.  I only gave you authority to forgive.  And if you forgive, you will love them.  And if you love, you will want to forgive.  Now you can choose."
The conversation was over.  But the battle had only begun.  A small light had gone on, enough to show me that I knew very little about forgiveness in the eyes of the Lord.  In the days ahead, I had to wrestle with the Lord, to learn, to go through the internal pain of a genuine revolution.  A new king had to be put in power over that part of my life.

Source: David du Plessis  -  From "A Man Called Mr. Pentecost", as told to Bob Slosser, Ch. 18, pp 158-159