Anger can be lethal. Dr. Lewis Smedes, one of America’s foremost ethicists, told of writing a book on forgiveness. As a part of the book promotion campaign, he appeared on a talk show where people could call in and respond to what he had said.
One lady called and said her child had been killed by a drunk driver and there was no way she could forgive the driver of the automobile. Before Dr. Smedes could answer her, another lady called and said, “I had the same experience.
Four years ago, a drunk killed my son. For two years I held on to my anger and hoped for revenge. Then one day, I realized that the man who killed my son was killing me.”
Let go of anger or it will destroy you. If you hold onto a lighted match long enough, you are the one who will be burned.
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Perspective–seasoned by experience, you begin to understand what not to worry about. So that you can put your efforts into that which is productive and not in that which will energize your enemies by focusing on them and what they are trying to do.
If you start speaking to them you give life to them and make them bigger by focusing on them. You need to ignore what they are doing, and keep on doing what you are called to do. Because whatever you put your attention on you give life to. You make something or somebody important the moment you give it or them attention.
Whatever you give attention to you make important. If you want to kill something, ignore it. A lot of time Jesus answered them not a word. Let the silence settle.
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Scripture:
Matthew 6:31-34
Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed? (For after all these things do the Gentiles seek:) for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things. But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his ri
ghteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.
A man’s daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father.
When the minister arrived he found the man lying in bed with on two pillows. An empty chair sat beside his bed. The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his impendingvisit.
I guess you were expecting me,” he said.
“No, who are you?”, said the father.
“I’m the new minister at your church,” he replied. “When I saw the empty chair, I figured you
knew I was going to show up.”
“Oh yeah, the chair,” said the bedridden man. “Would you mind closing the door?” Puzzled, the minister shut the door. “I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter,” said the man. “But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the preacher talk about prayer, but it went right over my head.
I abandoned any attempt at prayer,” the old man continued, “until one day about four years ago my best friend said to me, ‘Joe, prayer is just a simple matter of having a conversation with Jesus.
Here is what I suggest. Sit down in a chair; place an empty chair in front of you, and, in faith, see Jesus on the chair. It’s not spooky because He promised; ‘I’ll be with you always.’ Then just speak to him and listen in the same way you’re doing with me right now.’
“So, I tried it and I’ve liked it so much that I do it a couple of hours every day. I’m careful though. If my daughter saw me talking to an empty chair, she’d either have a nervous breakdown or send me off to the funny farm.”
The minister was deeply moved by the story and encouraged the old guy to continue on the journey.
Then he prayed with him and returned to the church building.
Two nights later the daughter called to tell the minister that her daddy had died that afternoon.
Did he die in peace?” he asked.
“Yes, when I left the house about two o’clock, he called me over to his bedside, told me he loved me and kissed me on the cheek. When I got back from the store an hour later, I found him dead. But there was something strange about his death.
Apparently, just before Daddy died, he leaned over and rested his head on the chair beside the bed. What do you make of that?”
The minister wiped a tear from his eye and said, “I wish we all could go that!
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Once a spider built a beautiful web in an old house. He kept it clean and shiny so that flies would patronize it. The minute he got a “customer” he would lean up on him so the other flies would not get suspicious.
Then one day this fairly intelligent fly came buzzing by the clean spider web. Old man spider called out, “Come in and sit.” But the fairly intelligent fly said, “No, sir. I don’t see other flies in your house, and I am not going in alone!”
But presently he saw on the floor below a large crowd of flies dancing around on a piece of brown paper. He was delighted! He was not afraid if lots of flies were doing it. So he came in for a landing.
Just before he landed, a bee zoomed by, saying, “Don’t land there, stupid! That’s flypaper!” But the fairly intelligent fly shouted back, “Don’t be silly. Those flies are dancing. There’s a big crowd there. Everybody’s doing it. That many flies can’t be wrong!”
Scripture:
Philippians 4:8
Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.
There was once a group of 100 people attending a seminar on personal development.
In the middle of their talk, the speaker stops and decides to run an impromptu group activity. He hands out a balloon to each attendee and tells them to write their name on it.
The balloons are then collected and placed in an adjacent room.
The speaker then instructs the 100 attendees to enter that room and, within 5 short minutes, find the balloon with their name on it.
Pandemonium breaks loose as they charge in, pushing and colliding with each other as they desperately search for their name.
The 5 minutes pass and nobody succeeds.
The speaker then tells each person to pick up any random balloon and give it the person whose name is written on it. Within a few minutes everyone has their balloon back.
He then said, “What just happened with those balloons is exactly what happens in our search for happiness. We frantically look for it all around us, not knowing where it is.”
Yet our happiness lies in the happiness of others. By giving them their happiness, you get yours.”
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