It was about 5:00 in the morning. Although it was dark, my buddy Randy and I were running on a street that was pretty well lit. About two miles into our run we came to an intersection where we had the right of way. Generally we don’t see any cars, but that morning we both notice a vehicle pulling up to the intersection.
I’ve been asked before, “Trey, what gets you angry?” My response is always the same, “Nothing really. I don’t have a problem with getting angry.” That was until recently…
“I don’t think he’s going to stop,” Randy said.
“Yea, he’ll stop,” I said, as we ran right out into the intersection.
About 2 seconds later I found myself upon the hood of a pickup, beating it with my fists so he’d stop and not finish me off. I was dazed and a little confused about what had just happened. Instantly a feeling of fear swept over me, followed by an amazing amount of anger.
The man immediately threw on his breaks and stopped. From his window I heard him say, “I’m so sorry I didn’t see you.” I remember that his voice sounded scared.
Heart racing about a thousand beats a minute and still very angry, I yelled, “BUT DID YOU NOT SEE THE BIG RED STOP SIGN?!? My tone was very harsh, my words were sharp and I was still angry.
Randy said, “You alright?”
“Yea, I think so,” I said, as I was trying to calm down and check myself out.
We started to run again and the guy in the pickup yelled apologetically, “Are you alright?”
I hollered back, as we ran off down the street, in a little kinder tone, “It’s okay, I’m fine.”
Because of the darkness, I have no clue who he was. I honestly felt really bad that I raised my voice and was short with him. I also know that I was scared, and what I did was a natural response to a scary situation. That’s how God made us when we’re put in a situation like that.
I still don’t like that out-of-control angry feeling I felt, and I’m SO thankful that I really don’t have a problem controlling my anger …. unless of course, you RUN ME OVER!