Psalm 90:17 Let the lovliness of our Lord, our God, rest on us, Confirming the work that we do.
Anger. It's a peculiar yet predictable emotion. It begins as a drop of water. An irritant. A frustration. Nothing big, just an aggravation. Someone gets your parking place. A waitress is slow and you are in a hurry. Drip. Drip. Drip.
Yet, enough of these seemingly innocent drops of anger and before long you've got a bucket full of rage. . . .
Now is that any way to live ?. . . .
Anger never did any one any good.
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