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|The Stench of Anger
|Thursday, July 02, 2020|
It’s one in the morning. We are jolted awake by the sound of an alarm—our LP gas sensor. What to do? I remove the tanks from our camper and set them out in the yard. But the camper now wreaks of gas.
Is it safe to breathe? Should we even be in the camper? Are we an inch away from a Hollywood explosion?
Ultimately, we spent most of the night in our minivan. Not exactly restful—but at least breathable. And safe.
What was maddening was that over the weeks that followed, we continued to notice a sort of rotten egg smell in our camper, even with those gas tanks removed!
At 6:00 am last Sunday, my wife rolled out of bed, unable to sleep--again--because of the smell. Diana determined that we were going to find the source of the problem.
Know what it was? Our battery. It was running hot, leaking fumes, and threatening to explode. Literally. So we swapped it out for a replacement. The tech guy pointed out that even the sides of our old battery were swollen and bulging.
To my way of thinking, this is a fitting metaphor for unresolved anger. Anger makes us hot, makes us fume and—left unchecked—-can cause us to explode. Even when it doesn't, unresolved anger leaves us bulging with bitterness, a noxious cloud all around us, endangering anyone that comes near.
No wonder we’re told in Ephesians 4:31, “Get rid of all bitterness, rage, anger, harsh words, and slander, as well as all types of evil behavior.”
I'm hoping this weekend we'll breathe easier and sleep better out at our camper. More than that, I'm hoping this unpleasant experience will lodge in my brain, sufficient to jolt me (and maybe you?) away from anger--the next time I start to heat up!
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