I guess God really wants to teach me how to manage my anger. Last night, we went to Ralphs and got some beef. When we got home and opened up the package and separated the slices, we saw that the beef was brown and had a funny odor to it. It's the kind of smell beef gets when it has gone bad. I knew I couldn't cook it, so I got back in my car and headed back to the store. There, the manager protested, "it's supposed to be like that." I was suprised that he was arguing with me, but he conceded in allowing me to return it when I insisted that it was spoiled. Then he told me to get in line. I felt offended. First of all, he was treating me like I didn't know any better and then he was going to send me back in line? He should've apologized for wasting my time and he should've opened a register and taken care of me right there. I got my money back and then went across the street to a competing grocery and made my purchases there instead.
I was very mad while I was grocery shopping at Albertsons and still mad as I drove home. But then while I was driving, I realized that I was being given another chance to choose forgiveness. That's it. I just have to choose it. I am faced with two doors. Do I walk through the door of continued anger or the door of forgiveness? I realized all over again for the second time that day - when I hold anger, I can't hold anything else at all.
I think the key for me is to realize that I have a choice: to be angry or to forgive. When I don't realize I have a choice, I always go on and on in anger. But when I realize that there's a choice, the choice becomes a lot easier to make.
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