I once knew someone who seemed to be angry most of the time. She often told me how something “made her so mad she could scream!” And the stern look on her face would mirror the truthfulness of that sentiment. I’ve noticed since then that one of her children is one of the angriest people I’ve ever met. He seems to be angry almost constantly. And the woman’s grandchild is exhibiting a lifestyle of being a complainer full of anger too. What an unhappy legacy to leave! Can you imagine looking back on your life when you stand before God as you come to the realization that a life of anger was what you passed down to your family?