Anger rushes violently through me
It overwhelms me and squeezes me
I spillover like a raging sea
With pain stinging others and me
What a painful event like a sword
Hurting those I love with stupid words
So I asked my God to show
How can I… just let it go?
How can I avoid it or overcome it?
How can I easily dispose of it?
I waited for God to make me see
He whispered it is my “I”. It’s me!
You must lie your Isaac down
You must crucify your pride
Submit to the author of your life
Sacrifice your “I” to God
Originally written on July 11, 2002
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