Shatter...

There are times when my anger gets the better of me. It has been a problem from the "get go" and stopped only once, during a period last year when my whole idea of the meaning of life got flipped upside-down. There are times when I, in my anger, sin. Sometimes I vent, rather than take control, and that can have an impact not only on myself, but on those around me.

I am reminded that nobody is perfect, least of all me.

The inverted life is not about shortcomings, but about how God can turn shortcomings into success stories. It seems that I still can recognize God's will in my life, but I just have trouble acting on it.

So, perhaps I can escape from the ruin I've allowed things to become.

If it ever comes up on the FineTune playlist (this is not a shameless plug) built into this blog, listen carefully to the lyrics of Third Day's song: Cry Out to Jesus... It's been stuck in my head all day. I'm like the one who "can't break the addictions and chains."

I need as much to cry out to Jesus as anybody else.

When the inverted life shatters under the pressure from the world, who else is there to help?