If humility is the opposite of pride, what is the opposite of anger? This Christmas season we could stretch the conversation to “peace on earth” or “acceptance” or other mild words, but I’m not a mild person and needed to define it in a way I could actually apply it. “Acceptance” to me sounds like “victim” and I hate thinking of myself that way so … Continue reading The Opposite of Anger
“Hey Landon, you want to fight?” “Sure!” “Should we have any rules?” “Naw” “What about biting?” “Well, maybe not biting” “Ok… ready?” This I overheard when I was the 16 year old foreman of a crew of twelve young people working at a Sporting Clay event, which is like golf with shotguns. I was showing everyone their duties and from the tower beyond my friends … Continue reading Anger’s Greatest Enemy
I can’t help but think “I’ll bet they’re their own worst enemy?” when I meet some people. I was a teenager when I first heard a man describe his electrician to me in these terms. He himself had back problems and so did the other man who was trenching a line into his yard. In the bottom of the trench the electrician’s back seized up … Continue reading Man’s Worst Enemy
My brother is a great guy, always has it together. I’m normally a bit of a mess… Ryan was the sort of kid who could roll underground and process things in a controlled manner so that what came out seemed reasonable. I was the other sort of kid whose “process” was verbal and outward and… NOW. I would say his childhood was in many regards … Continue reading The Lazarus Project
