As I was reading The Daily today, I stopped to think again about my own anger, and the anger of Jesus. I wanted to share some of my thoughts, and invite you to share some of yours:
Perhaps it’s a reflection of my own lack of grace for my neighbor, but I have struggled less with the anger of God than many of my friends. Between my own predisposition toward wanting justice, and being exposed at a young age to the deep suffering of others, I have always been comforted by the promise that God is the ultimately just one who is as angry at injustice as I am.
I was reminded recently of the story of a family friend who experienced visceral anger of both a destructive and protective kind. He was the lead pastor of a church and found out that, for years, his daughter had been abused by another pastor. Understandably, he felt betrayed and enraged by the horrific harm that his friend had caused to his child. In a blind rage, he loaded a gun and drove to the abuser’s house, ready to kill him. As he pulled into the driveway, he felt the intense conviction of the Holy Spirit to leave the vengeance to God, and ultimately called the police and went home.
In a sense, our friend’s anger was the epitome of protective anger. His own daughter had been abused for years, and he wanted to ensure that his evil friend could never touch her again. His anger was righteous and extremely appropriate.
Still, his desire to take justice into his own hands and take the other pastor’s life is clearly destructive. His ultimate choice to trust the Lord to judge allowed his anger to remain righteous.
What did The Daily make you reflect on today?