Anger hit my heart and I ran face first into the emotion. Injustice had upended me and I was scrambling to get my footing once more without causing casualties. I remembered, “don’t sin by letting anger control you”. Honestly, I wasn’t winning the battle with real beauty. I set myself apart and then I spoke whatever I wanted, which wasn’t eloquent. A couple words should have been left in the gutter where I had learned them to begin with.
A song began filling my ears, “why, why must we fight”….and then I remembered…“the thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy”…a flood of peace came because the rest of that promise was worth fighting for, “I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full”. More of the song filled my ears …”victory is freedom”.