I face painted a twin boy, once, whose twin had died.
He was four or five.
His mother told me in whispers that the brother died as a result of blunt force trauma to the head.
His father in prison.
He hit the child too hard in anger.
It is difficult to convey the turmoil and struggle for control as I painted the boy whose brother was killed,
trying to smile and be light-hearted while mom whispered a nightmarish story into my ear.
What they asked me to paint was the brother’s name on his arm.
I did my job,
Compartmentalizing the horror, jamming my reaction into a box and shoving it down to contemplate later while I smiled and talked to the child whose arm was cradled in my hand.
The child condemned to a life without his twin by one angry man who blew it.
Ask Yourself, about the people in your charge…
– What type of person removes the blossom of a flower from its stem to crush the petals?
– What person cultivates a garden only to destroy it in a fit of temper?
When you are angry, how do you behave?
How do you cultivate your garden?
God gave Adam a garden and he told him to care for it.
God has given one to you, too.
It is full of roses in bloom, dogwood trees with flowering branches, tulips and snapdragons and hardy mums…
How do you treat your loved ones when you’re angry?
Do you assault them?
Consider the hard things today.
Look at yourself today.
Do not hide from You.
And remove the weeds you uncover.
Ruthlessly pull them out of the soil that is yours to care for.
The health of your garden depends on it.
Seek the Master Gardener for assistance.
Then rise up and walk.
Only a fool would turn to the most precious items in their life and destroy them in a fit of temper.
Let’s not be that fool.
The hard things.
The ugly things.
And Root. Them. Out.