You stand at the door to my heart and knock. You stand at the door to my anger and ask to be allowed inside. I confess I’ve been ashamed for you to see what lies inside that door. I confess I have wanted to keep what lies inside that door to myself.
I confess to you, Father, this anger is poisoning my relationships. Anger has become an idol in my life that I have worshiped and turned to for solace. Free me from my anger, almighty God. Release me from its chains. Drive out the mocker from inside my head. Help me to hear only your voice, as you sing over me with love and grace.
SOURCE: Chapter 7: “Why Can’t We All Just Get Along?” in Every Woman’s Guide to Managing Your Anger by Gregory L. Jantz, PhD., founder of The Center for Counseling and Health Resources Inc.