Time to Stop Being Mad

boarding the train

I’m riding all the way to the end.

Maybe it’s time
for me to stop being mad
Not that I AM
Far be it from me.

But
after writing about peacemakers
I got to thinking about the situation
That still, every time I think of it,
pokes and ouches,
and I know
I need to find a way not to be anymore
Mad, that is,
which I am not.

Still
Something needs to happen
with that poke feeling.

Maybe mad
isn’t the reason
the situation was brought to my attention.
Maybe something else is.
I don’t think info comes my way
for the purpose of getting me mad
unless it’s the kind of mad
that’s a holy fire
lit to accomplish some divine purpose.

STEWING is surely
not the divine purpose
not the intended destination
And not a coping technique
about which to be proud:
“Yes, yes, it was very upsetting,
but see how I’m big enough to keep it to myself
and just have a good stew every so often?”
The “Aren’t I mature to have gunnysacked so well?” position. 🙂

No no no no.
Having had my ticket punched
Destination: WHOLENESS –
and IT all paid for –
I have no intention of disembarking at an earlier station.

Time to stop being mad,
IF I am,
and start being whatever the other thing is.

About Marilyn

Reading, thinking, listening, writing and talking about faith, creativity, ESL for refugees, grief and finding the story in a story. Student of Spanish. Foe of procrastination. Cheez-it fan. People person with hermit tendencies or vice-versa. Thank you so much for reading.
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3 Responses to Time to Stop Being Mad

  1. Deidra says:

    Sometimes I think we just need to let the mad run its course before we can embrace whatever comes next. But in the mad I try to remember this: In your anger do not sin. Easier said than done. I’m praying that it all shakes itself out in you. Blessings, my friend.

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  2. Fern says:

    Good one! Fits my day to a “T.” I was editing a book for a friend. After the first four edits, I thought my work was finished. Edit #5 needed an additional 400 corrections or changes. Gr-r-r! I told the Lord I needed to hide under His wings today until I recover.

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  3. Marilyn says:

    Hmmmm. I can really relate to that one, Fern.

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