Brain injuries and bad tempers seem to go together. After my brain surgery, I had little tolerance for others if their opinions or actions differed from what I thought was appropriate. I thank God for the grace others offered me. They assured me that they knew how I had acted before the doctors found my brain tumor. They trusted the sweet Robin would eventually return.
I saw James 3:17-18 in action around me. This is how The Message reads:
Real wisdom, God’s wisdom, begins with a holy life and is characterized by getting along with others. It is gentle and reasonable, overflowing with mercy and blessings, not hot one day and cold the next, not two-faced. You can develop a healthy, robust community that lives right with God and enjoy its results only if you do the hard work of getting along with each other, treating each other with dignity and honor.
Friends and family offered me God’s grace when I was acting like a powder keg, ready to explode. I thought I was all alone in this.
Here’s a post from Michelle Munt, another brain injury survivor, and her experience dealing with emotions shortly after her accident.
Have you had an experience when you thought your emotions were going to get the better of you?