I spent time in anger today,
I bitterly complained.I felt annoyance rise in me
And all my words were strained.
Then a thistle, fierce and noxious,
Brushed hard against my skin
And stung me just for being near;
It’s poison seeping in.
I realized that’s how I was,
I stung all those near me
And let the poison of my mood
Burn them all bitterly.
And so I plucked it from my heart,
The thistle of my wrath,
And now the people I love most
Are free to walk my path.
Proverbs 24: 31-32
thorns had come up everywhere, the ground was covered with weeds, and the stone wall was in ruins. 32 I applied my heart to what I observed and learned a lesson from what I saw:
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