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		By: Anita Mathias		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://anitamathias.com/2014/02/02/rough-guide-dealing-anger/#comment-54130&quot;&gt;Mollie Lyon&lt;/a&gt;.

&quot;Last week, finally, I woke and there was nothing in that well of anger. The next day, I thought of something and even down deep, there was no anger. All I can do is thank God. It is totally His doing. Years of asking, begging, confessing to remove it and silently overnight, Jesus did. Just like that.&quot;
WOW. I believe it is going to happen like that with me, and my battle with food and weight and exercise :-) Trusting to Christ in me, the hope of glory. Moving and acting with his strength!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://anitamathias.com/2014/02/02/rough-guide-dealing-anger/#comment-54130">Mollie Lyon</a>.</p>
<p>&#8220;Last week, finally, I woke and there was nothing in that well of anger. The next day, I thought of something and even down deep, there was no anger. All I can do is thank God. It is totally His doing. Years of asking, begging, confessing to remove it and silently overnight, Jesus did. Just like that.&#8221;<br />
WOW. I believe it is going to happen like that with me, and my battle with food and weight and exercise 🙂 Trusting to Christ in me, the hope of glory. Moving and acting with his strength!</p>
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		By: Mollie Lyon		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[Another post that seems to be where I have been just recently. I&#039;ve struggled for a long time with anger. Even as a little girl, I was told to feel, &quot;nice girls don&#039;t get angry.&quot; We were not allowed to be honest with our feelings, so I stuffed them. I thought I controlled them. Even my husband&#039;s attitude encourages that.
I became honest with my feelings, the outbursts escalated. A bitter root at life&#039;s disappointments grew in me. I viewed every one with a jaundiced eye. I stopped thinking, they need a Savior and was just defensive.
I prayed and confessed. I saw the bitter root whither, but not completely. I woke some mornings with so much anger at a situation I started thinking about, I had to run to Jesus about it. Which isn&#039;t a bad thing, to run to Jesus. I didn&#039;t want to live with anger and bitterness.
Last week, finally, I woke and there was nothing in that well of anger. The next day, I thought of something and even down deep, there was no anger. All I can do is thank God. It is totally His doing. Years of asking, begging, confessing to remove it and silently overnight, Jesus did. Just like that. I think it was laughing ridiculously at the snow rollers the day before.
I was in the shower, praising God, but still hesitant that it would last. The words, &quot;With God all things are possible.&quot; I believe. There may days, I still need to run to Jesus with anger, but He is always there. Praise God.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Another post that seems to be where I have been just recently. I&#8217;ve struggled for a long time with anger. Even as a little girl, I was told to feel, &#8220;nice girls don&#8217;t get angry.&#8221; We were not allowed to be honest with our feelings, so I stuffed them. I thought I controlled them. Even my husband&#8217;s attitude encourages that.<br />
I became honest with my feelings, the outbursts escalated. A bitter root at life&#8217;s disappointments grew in me. I viewed every one with a jaundiced eye. I stopped thinking, they need a Savior and was just defensive.<br />
I prayed and confessed. I saw the bitter root whither, but not completely. I woke some mornings with so much anger at a situation I started thinking about, I had to run to Jesus about it. Which isn&#8217;t a bad thing, to run to Jesus. I didn&#8217;t want to live with anger and bitterness.<br />
Last week, finally, I woke and there was nothing in that well of anger. The next day, I thought of something and even down deep, there was no anger. All I can do is thank God. It is totally His doing. Years of asking, begging, confessing to remove it and silently overnight, Jesus did. Just like that. I think it was laughing ridiculously at the snow rollers the day before.<br />
I was in the shower, praising God, but still hesitant that it would last. The words, &#8220;With God all things are possible.&#8221; I believe. There may days, I still need to run to Jesus with anger, but He is always there. Praise God.</p>
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