Emphasis Preaching Journal

His father died. He was really angry. To have to be there. To not be able to vent his anger -- the others were all grieving. Keep busy, that's the ticket. He wasn't crying all the time, like the others. Work off the steam; get things done; do the errands. Don't let on about the anger. They'll want him to forgive. Forgiveness? Not for Dad. Run the errands. But, the thing was, he was so tired. The effort to open the door, to get out, to close the door, to walk inside, to remember what he had come for, to talk in sentences, to answer questions. And after all the errands, exhaustion.