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Angry Words

By Liz Bond

I sit by the window looking out to the woods pondering the emotions going through my mind.  Who does she think she is?  Why is Rose so angry at me?  Does she think her angry look and voice tells me what I have done?  My gut says, “Make this right.” I close my eyes tight against the world, wondering what the purpose is for me to be here on earth right now.  I open my eyes and still feel like I’ve misunderstood what God wants me to be.  I listen.  Nothing; I don’t hear God saying anything to me.

Sigh.  I take a short sip of my coffee enjoying the taste yet it scalds my throat like my anger scalds my thoughts.  I guess I had better get down to reading what God has in His Word today.

I open my Bible to Matthew 5:13.  “You are the salt of the earth; but if the salt has become tasteless, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled underfoot by men.”  He tells me that I am to be the salt of the earth.  He tells me that if I lose my saltiness there isn’t any way to make me salty again.  Whoa.  Does that mean when I get angry thinking about Rose’s anger, I too, lose the influence of who God is in me?  Yes it does.  It also means that I am no longer an authentic portrayer of my Lord, Jesus. In my anger towards Rose’s attitude as I tell others, I can  lose others to the influence of God since I am not displaying his character.

Lord, help my unbelief of who you are. Help me to be strong in you so I can die to self and display only you. I pray for Rose today.  Love and bless her today and give her peace.  Help me, Lord, to find the right words or action to love my sister.

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Liz Bond is a housewife who holds a degree in music from Cornell College. Her heart was captured by Christ as a teenager. She’s always cared deeply for the less fortunate, and frequently travels on short-term mission trips, especially to Haiti. God blessed her with two grown children, Mollie and Bobby, making her and her husband empty nesters. Her love of mountains keeps her active in North Carolina.