WHAT'S IN YOUR CUP?
I got upset about a few things yesterday. Man, these words of this older, wiser man from years ago rang in my ears. He said, "You can tell the size of a man by the size of the thing that makes him angry." About 15 years ago, I was young and cocky. I'm still young. Who the hell am I kidding? I'm still cocky. Anyway, I was younger and cockier. I was telling a group of guys a story about something I had done. I had blown up on somebody, gotten my way, and forced the situation. I'd been upset, rude, and threatened violence. After what they had done, I thought it warranted my actions and therefore the situation required that somebody step in to correct it.
Well, I was telling this story and everybody laughed except for him. I'll never forget that older guy looking at me, and he says, "Man, you know, you blow up like that, you can tell the size of a man by the size of the thing that makes him angry." You know that crazy anger, that see-red anger that sometimes happens when you're driving? Road rage? That's what I'm talking about. I'm not talking about righting a wrong, and justice, although you probably need to drop that too.
What that older guy said made me mad. As I was sitting there, I started thinking about it. He then went on to say, "You know, guys will get crazy mad at a little white ball that they hit around on grass." I said, "Unbelievable, what a waste of energy and life." He told me a story. He said, "Let me ask you something" as he held a half-full glass of water in front of me. I said, "Yeah?" He shook the glass of water. Water was spilling all over his hand and the table. He then said, "I'm going to ask you a simple question. Why did the water just come out of the glass?" I respected this guy, but I was like, "Uh, because you shook it, dumbass."
This is a Christian men's group, by the way. I always had a way of making people irritated, or uncomfortable, or both at the same time. He said, "No, dumbass." He said, "Water came out because that's what's in it." 15 years ago, that began an examining. It really did. It began an examining of me, my motives, and my actions. What's coming out of you doesn't come out of you because of the situation you're in or your circumstances, or because somebody did something to you. The crap that comes out of you is because that's what's in you.
Life's going to happen. Life's going to rock you. Storms are going to come. You're either coming out of a storm, on the way to a storm, or you might be somebody that's right now sitting in a storm. Life may have handed you a big, fat crap sandwich, and you're eating it. You're bellied up to the table, just eating that crap sandwich right now. Could be your health. Could be your family. Could be your marriage. Could be your business. Could be finances. Could be your job. It could be many, numerous of thousands of things. But what's coming out of you?
God, it was powerful. So like I said, I got irritated at something yesterday, and those words rolled back around. "You can tell the size of a man by the size of the thing that makes him angry." What comes out of you is because of what's in you. Is love coming out of you? Is forgiveness coming out of you? Is patience coming out of you? Is passion coming out of you? I don't know. You tell me.