Good things come in twos.
- Mike and Mike in the Morning.
- Spongebob and Patrick
- Zack and Cody (debatable, but I’m going with my daughters on this one).
Anger comes in a two-pack as well. But they’re not clones. These mistakenly similar expressions actually grow from two very different roots.
Sometimes I’m angry for good reasons.
- Little girls being sold to perverts.
- Children in a Honduran slum bound in an inescapable cycle of poverty.
- Religious scheisters hijacking the message of Jesus.
My aim, justice. My motive, love. The outcome, God’s Kingdom.
But sometimes anger’s evil twin appears. Bizarro Superman goes on a Metropolis rampage. And I get angry for all the wrong reasons.
- My 5 year old refuses to eat his green beans.
- My neighbor never covers his trash cans (and puts them out during torrential thunderstorms).
- My wife doesn’t show me respect.
My aim, control. My motive, me. The outcome, sin.
One anger is triggered by righteousness. The other by my self-protections. One anger is rooted in others. The other is all about me. One anger is an expression of love. The other a complete absence of it.
Why are you so angry? Is it a passion for others rooted in love? Or is it simply because you can’t get the world to act like you want it to?