I found myself this morning asking the question, “What makes me angry?” I suppose I was thinking this way after reading the morning’s papers about murders on the streets, political bickering, and international strife, to name a few of our problems. I think of myself as a mild mannered person, so I thought to myself about what made me angry?
I think it is right to be angry at injustice, but I don’t believe that injustice should be fought or countered by another injustice. Our response to injustice must be tempered by our obligation to love one another. I get angry at cruelty, bullying, and mistreatment, but again my anger can’t be a mirror’s reflection of the behavior I find abhorrent.
Maybe the solution is for me to always keep my anger in check for I’m not sure what the appropriate response should be. I don’t know. Today is a day for questions not answers.