The other day my husband said, “You’re always so angry. I don’t know what’s making you so angry, but you should stop doing it.”
Uh-oh. Time to stop and think.
Time to Stop and Think
The other day my husband said, “You’re always so angry. I don’t know what’s making you so angry, but you should stop doing it.”
Uh-oh. Time to stop and think.
But what if it is not something *you* are *doing* — some one/thing else?
I suspect there’s some of that, and some of the other. No matter how constant the provocation, at what point do we stop living in a constant state of righteous anger?