I slammed the cabinet door after forcefully plopping clean bowls into their rightful place. I stormed back to the dishwasher and yanked silverware from their basket before throwing them into their storage place in the kitchen drawer. No one in the house had to ask if I was angry.
Over the years, I’ve gotten much better at controlling my anger. I’ve learned to step back from difficult moments, take a few intentional breaths, and focus on what’s important. Often I can release the situation to God, letting Him deal with both me and the other person.
But every once in a while …
Let’s face it, anger is common. From mild irritation to uncontrolled rage, all of us feel its pricks — including those we consider to be great heroes of the Bible.… Read the rest