Aspects of Anger
“I am too quick to anger, God. I need to learn how to control my temper. In my rage, I have said hurtful things that I deeply regret. And there is no way to erase the hateful words I have spoken. I cause pain to those I love. I [constantly] sabotage myself.
Help me, God. I am ashamed of my behavior. Teach me how to master my rage. Show me how to breathe deeply, how to find calm.
Lead me, God, to patience and restraint. Remind me that I have the power to contain my fury. Help me to see that there is a way to express anger with dignity and grace. Help me to believe that I can change. Fill me with humility, God, to seek forgiveness from those I have hurt.
Soften my heart, God; fill me with Your comfort. Guide me on the path to goodness, to compassion, to love, to honor, and to peace. Amen.”
~from Talking to God by Naomi Levy (c)
There are a lot of seemingly arrogant, reckless drivers on the road. Nothing new, I know, but I find myself starting to lose my temper again, cursing in the car, yelling at them (windows down), from the fear of either the careless disregard for anyone else on the road, or near brushes that set my teeth on edge. I’ve seen people go through red lights, make right turns from the left lane, cutting off the person in front, or visa versa, cruise down a residential street at highway speeds, and just a whole variety of potentially dangerous maneuvers.
This is not about a list of the bad and reckless out there-and I’ve done my own share of bone head moves in the past-but how I cope with it.
Yes, venting can be a good thing, especially if you’ve had a near collision. Your heart is pounding, and I know, for myself, verbally venting does help. But, in the long run: these are very negative words, and I’ve caught myself saying a few things that has stopped me: I’ve immediately apologized to God for saying them.
Since mid October, little was bothering me in outside of myself. I might mention something, but on the whole, it remained in. Calm in feeling numb. As it is lifting, I find the aspects of anger blooming again, and it bothers me. Part of it surfaces in other areas of how I view certain things: we all get angry, but the degree that we do, and how we voice it (as in the prayer above, venting it in a way that is more with dignity and grace and still be cathartic) is a thing I am catching in myself little by little.
Counting to ten is not something that ever worked for me.
How do you handle your anger?
Posted on February 3, 2013, in Anger, counseling, Fear, Healing, Inspiration, Meditations, Mindfulness, Prayers, Transformation and tagged anger, anxiety, breathing, concern, coping, counseling, depression, Fear, frightened, God, hope, patience, strength, Talking to God. Bookmark the permalink. 11 Comments.