Allow me to tell you a story that was told to me by a wise teacher, the Holy Spirit. This is the story of a great city. Most decided that this city was one of great integrity and honor. But the city had one villain, and this villain came into the city periodically and destroyed it in the name of destruction for the purpose of destruction. After the villain had destroyed the city the people began to plot against him in hopes that they may be able to restrict him to a small cage.
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The people fought and fought against their enemy in hopes of eradicating him. And in time he was subdued and put inside of a cage. The people rejoiced and sang songs of their beautiful victory against the vicious enemy.
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This is a heroic story if the villain was a villain, but he’s not. He was actually a citizen of the town and found himself unknown and unloved by a culture that rejected his way of life. He found himself living under the unrealistic expectations of never being angry and always living in constant peace. He began feeling restless and out of the overflow of suppressed emotion, he became an accidental tyrant. The price of being himself costed him life, in a cage, never to come out again.
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Now tell me, who’s the real enemy of this story? The man who destroyed a town or the culture that set unrealistic expectations upon a man? Who’s insensitive? The man who destroyed homes or the culture that now boxes up a man someone who was misunderstood?
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This man’s name is anger. And he isn’t a man at all, but a child who desires nothing more than to be understood.
