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21 2026 It's a Mad World
Anger is a work of the flesh and yet I'm angry. I'm angry at the world. I'm on the edge of anger continually, and I realize it's only by God's grace I can maintain my serenity. I can't seem to control it. "Be angry and sin not" the Lord said. So just the act of being angry isn't necessarily a sin. But if I lose my cool and say things I shouldn't say, well that's a sin. At this point in my life I've given up on even praying that it goes away. I have succumbed to it. I just told God, "if you want to take it away fine, otherwise I'll just accept it like I do everything else that I'm subject to." But it never feels good. I lost my temper today. Is it because I'm Irish or is it because I'm a fallen human? Besides lust, which every man seems to be born with as a "character defect" to use A.A. terminology here, anger is my Achilles heel. I haven't gotten as angry in recent years as I have in past years. My anger is tempered somewhat. I usually don't express my anger when I'm around company. But things do tend to upset me from time to time. I suppose I could go to an anger management class and see what they can tell me. My anger is primarily expressed in language that I know is inappropriate. But I can't help it. No I don't have Tourette's syndrome. I don't believe in Tourette's syndrome. That doesn't mean Tourette's doesn't exist, it just means that I personally don't believe in it. I believe it's just as made up as ADHD and all these other phony diseases that were created in order to sell drugs. No one had ADD growing up when I was a kid, because if you got out of line you got spanked. That cured the disease of acting up. You sat still and you shut up. But when something happens that I don't like or I get hurt I tend to swear without even pausing or thinking of what I'm saying. I know exactly when this started and I know why. But even knowing, I can't seem to help myself. I tell myself to say other words when I'm angry. It doesn't work. I'm better but not cured. There's no pill for it. I just live with it and it always makes me feel remorseful. Sometimes I am angry for a while, sometimes just a few seconds. It depends. I don't like the feeling and I don't like my reaction. I wish someday I might be strong enough to control my emotions entirely. Faith and emotions are at war in me constantly. If I get angry it means my faith isn't solid enough. Why would I think God would allow something in my life that's not good? When will I get to the place that nothing affects me or moves me in the wrong direction? What do I need to do? I keep trying. Can anyone else relate?
Anger is a work of the flesh and yet I'm angry. I'm angry at the world. I'm on the edge of anger continually, and I realize it's only by God's grace I can maintain my serenity. I can't seem to control it. "Be angry and sin not" the Lord said. So just the act of being angry isn't necessarily a sin. But if I lose my cool and say things I shouldn't say, well that's a sin. At this point in my life I've given up on even praying that it goes away. I have succumbed to it. I just told God, "if you want to take it away fine, otherwise I'll just accept it like I do everything else that I'm subject to." But it never feels good. I lost my temper today. Is it because I'm Irish or is it because I'm a fallen human? Besides lust, which every man seems to be born with as a "character defect" to use A.A. terminology here, anger is my Achilles heel. I haven't gotten as angry in recent years as I have in past years. My anger is tempered somewhat. I usually don't express my anger when I'm around company. But things do tend to upset me from time to time. I suppose I could go to an anger management class and see what they can tell me. My anger is primarily expressed in language that I know is inappropriate. But I can't help it. No I don't have Tourette's syndrome. I don't believe in Tourette's syndrome. That doesn't mean Tourette's doesn't exist, it just means that I personally don't believe in it. I believe it's just as made up as ADHD and all these other phony diseases that were created in order to sell drugs. No one had ADD growing up when I was a kid, because if you got out of line you got spanked. That cured the disease of acting up. You sat still and you shut up. But when something happens that I don't like or I get hurt I tend to swear without even pausing or thinking of what I'm saying. I know exactly when this started and I know why. But even knowing, I can't seem to help myself. I tell myself to say other words when I'm angry. It doesn't work. I'm better but not cured. There's no pill for it. I just live with it and it always makes me feel remorseful. Sometimes I am angry for a while, sometimes just a few seconds. It depends. I don't like the feeling and I don't like my reaction. I wish someday I might be strong enough to control my emotions entirely. Faith and emotions are at war in me constantly. If I get angry it means my faith isn't solid enough. Why would I think God would allow something in my life that's not good? When will I get to the place that nothing affects me or moves me in the wrong direction? What do I need to do? I keep trying. Can anyone else relate?
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