Even now, I'm intentionally trying to divert my attention to a topic tangentially related as a way to purge the response that has been forming in my mind, as well as the feelings that go with it. Thankfully, I did not write what I wanted to write the moment that I wanted to write it. However, I do wonder if it was prudence or a bit of cowardice that stayed my hand.
It's times like these when I find it beneficial to count my blessings (and they are many). Too easily do dark clouds gather around my thoughts with flashes of angry lightning ready to strike. I have to be careful that, in my avoidance of dealing with an issue directly, that I do not focus that negative energy onto unintended targets. Instead, I need to actively call for a divine breath to disperse the rising storm and bring light back to my mind.
This is an ongoing process and not an easy one. The mind worm wraps its way around the pleasant portions of the brain, attempted to feed off of them completely. Excising it requires me to let go and forgive.
My the Lord breathe into me that cleansing Spirit which brings forgiveness, peace, and love.