Losing your temper
Sep 5th, 2007 | By art rogers | Category: FunA few weeks ago, I posted about losing my temper from time to time. At least I’ve never had a crowbar in my hand…
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Have you ever lost it to the point of whacking the heck out of a nearby inanimate object?
I have to admit that I have done so when I was a kid. In college, I was known to slam golf clubs into the ground when I hit a bad shot. I haven’t done that for decades, now.
How about you?
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I won’t be the first to admit it! ;)
Art,
When I was six years old I was running from a big kid. I ran around a house and as I looked back to see if the bully was gaining on me I ran into a television antenna.
I fell down and hit my head. I got so mad at the antenna I jumped up and bit it as hard as I could. I bit it so hard I broke out some of my baby teeth. I was bleeding from both my head and mouth. The family that owned the house came out just as the bully was catching up with me. There I was bleeding and crying. The man of the house asked me what was wrong. I just pointed at the bully. The man of the house was the bully’s uncle. He beat that kid like a yard dog for knocking out my teeth and busting my head.
I was hurt, but I laughed all the way home.
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CB,
I laughed HARD when I read that story!
Now that’s funny.
I keep a glass-bottomed pewter tankard on my desk. The glass bottom is cracked and the tankard is smushed in on one side. I threw it at my ex-husband (while he was in the process of becoming my ex-husband), but he ducked and the tankard hit a solid wood door instead. There’s a big dent in the door, and the tankard will never be the same, but I keep it as a reminder of what I was before Jesus got hold of me.
(Still have a scar on my knuckle where I put my fist through a window. . .)