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Topic: Rage (violent, uncontrolled hatred and anger) (02/05/15)
- TITLE: Masquerade
By Dot Hannah
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February 11, 2015
She sat in church Sunday after Sunday, eyes heavy with worry, mind elsewhere. Anger flashed across her face, consuming her like leaping flames. Her once loving family was now broken and brokenhearted, torn apart. Her mourning was so deep that even her hair was turning gray. When had circumstances taken an unexpected turn and abruptly changed?
The divorce was horrible. She and her husband had fought like cats and dogs, so enraged at one another that it was shocking. He had become preoccupied with other things, and she constantly complained and voiced her discontentment. They grew to hate one another. That she should be compelled to breathe the same air as the dirty beast insulted her to no end.
A man and his wife should be one, of course, but they had long since gone their separate ways emotionally. She had felt unloved, and he had felt disrespected. It became all about self pity. Both thought each one would be better off without the other. It has been said, “It is a mighty poor fiddler who thinks the orchestra plays as well as it did before he breaks a string.” Now, after the fact, all that was left was unhappiness.
They had pretended to honor God when at church, but at home, their minds were far from God. How good they were at masquerading. As their relationship with God grew cold, so did their relationship with one another. The counsel and prayers of others were disregarded. They both seemed to thrive on their anger. It had become their inspiration for getting up every day, all the while, destroying everyone and everything in its path. The children were miserable, tense, and edgy, as the bitter arguments continued day after day.
She began to reflect on all this now. Oh, how she seriously wished that she had paid attention and showed self control, rather than feeding her malicious anger. However, he had given her no incentive by ever apologizing or attempting to soothe her lacerated feelings. His lack of compassion made it easier for her to justify her mistreatment of him. His rage had turned him into someone she no longer knew. His steel blue eyes flashed anger with the least provocation. Neither ever stopped to reason that as you treat others, so you will be treated. She told herself it was all for the best, and she would never, ever forgive him. But why did she have no peace?
Later after church, all alone, it was so quite that she felt as though she could hear the march of time. Gone were the warm family sounds of laughter and chatter. Her head on collision with reality caused hot tears to wash down her face. Too late, she realized how blessed she once was, and she noted with pain that she had paid a pretty stiff price for her actions.
“Fools are quick to express their anger but wise people are patient and control themselves.” Proverbs 29:11 ERV
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