Two Buckets

I seldom get angry. Do my feelings get hurt? Yep. Am I sometimes sad? Yep. Get frustrated? Yep, that happens sometimes too. But angry? Very rarely. Most times when I’m angry it has little to do with me. It’s when someone does something that could hurt someone I love.

I got angry last night. You guessed it. Something was being done that could hurt people that I love. At first, I couldn’t even define how I felt. Randy gave me a huge hug and asked what was wrong. I stumbled through a few words before I figured it out and blurted, “I’m angry. That’s what’s wrong. I’m angry!”

I know, many of you are laughing at me right now, but STOP it… or I’ll be angry again today.

So last night in my anger, in a weak moment, I was going to say something. Well, to be more accurate, type something. I had just about had it with a few individuals. I typed it and all I had to do was hit the “share” button on facebook. I didn’t want to be mean; I just wanted to nicely tell them to shut up.

Yes, I did just say shut up. Am I being a little too real here?

Then the Holy Spirit tapped me on the shoulder and reminded me of that stupid Two Bucket illustration Pastor Bob Kapp uses.

Of course, I only say it's stupid because it was the last thing I wanted reminded of last night. I wanted to react. Perhaps I am being too honest? But let's be real, I bet everyone reading this has felt that was at some point.

Anyway, those of you that are CLA’er might have heard the bucket illustration before. For those of you that have not heard it; basically we have two buckets that we can choose to throw on any fire. Water or Fuel.

Well, just for the record. I threw water on this particular fire the night before and that didn’t put the fire out. And I wasn’t really going to throw fuel, was I? I was going to say it NICELY.

Eh, perhaps it’s still fuel but what’s a girl to do? Well, since the water bucket didn’t work and God showed me that I was getting ready to use the big no-no of fuel, I asked God if I could just hit them alongside the head with the bucket instead. He said no.

Okay, okay, so the water didn’t work. The fuels out of the question and hitting them with the bucket would not be a good idea since God said not to.

The only thing left to do? Call the best Fire Fighter out there. So I’ll be praying for these individuals. First, I'll asked God to touch their hurts, because they wouldn’t be acting this way if they weren’t hurting. Second, I’ll be praying that he would softly whisper in their ears that they could hurt many other people with the words they have been saying.

I don’t need to play the Holy Spirit today… He does a very good job without my interference.