The story...
It's my senior year of high school, I'm sitting with two friends in study hall during the last hour of the day, I realize that she and he wanted to be together without me - a boundary set up with me on the outside. It hurt knowing that she chose him and not me. The study-hall monitor says my name for the attendance check - I say "here," then immediately stand up and walk out of school early. I gave up and treated that monitor with no respect - forcing her into a situation to either report or forgive my behavior - she didn't report me.
When is too much too much? Is playing it safe in an unsafe world futile? What level of dignity and personal rights do we deserve? Are we all worthy of being loved? Who judges the value of a human life? Is it worth the effort to live a good life? Does anybody know what a good life looks like? If we could agree on what a good life looks like, is anyone capable of actually living one out?
It pushes me to the edge of angry when I witness people hurt other people in an attempt to "bend" reality to satiate their appetites to be like "little gods." Little gods don't seem to be satisfied with living out their own fantasy, they want others to acknowledge, accept, and celebrate their illusions of self-grandeur. A never-ending quest to collect medals, evidence, and the approval they crave. I assume they're not okay with who they actually are.
Sure, people will get angry within the only church in town when their personal boundaries are violated. When their needs and wants aren't met for too long. When they see the ways of the world worked out and flaunted. When particular people are admired, celebrated, and sought out for approval. Yet when people are finally broken, give up trying to be good, stop seeking the approval of others, or get mad as hell and decide not to take it anymore; then, the clarity of the "good news," the message of "grace," shines like the brightest light illuminating "what's going on." Oh that they might witness God's great saving and freeing work in Christ. Praise God that it's by grace that I rightly stand with God in Christ.
It was for freedom that Christ set us free (Galatians 5:1).
Just for today...
"I am human and I get angry, but I don't have to act out my anger in destructive ways . . . Whether my usual response is to scream, sulk in cold silence, or lash out with cruel words, today I can look at what I do when I get mad." Courage to Change (p. 237)
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