My mind has landed on thoughts about forgiveness. I want to forgive more. I want to walk in it everyday. And I want to stop being so angry. Have mercy, I am one angry lady. Growing up, I swallowed much of my anger. I swallowed so much of it I never knew that I felt it. I guess now, I am allowing myself to feel my anger, but I am feeling it and expressing it in ways that reflect nothing of goodness, nothing of love, nothing of forgiveness.
Sometimes I become angry at myself, sometimes my husband, sometimes my friends and relatives, sometimes the world. But I am inclined to believe that my anger is really disappointment. Disappointment in the way I think things should be.
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