I have witnessed the destructive power of anger. In one home, uncontrolled anger led to screaming and fighting. Another marriage was nearly killed because anger festered in the relationship for years. In a third family anger drove a wedge between parent and child.

Thanks to Al Wilburn, you can now have a choice of a clever logo to be inscribed on any new tx-shirt you might purchase. And he doesn’t even charge a finder’s fee. For instance, choices might include.

I understand that my friend Ken Chesnutt is doing good after his recent open heart surgery. We have really missed seeing he and his wife, Linda, since they moved to Texas….Dayna saw Elizabeth McClure Shoenecke a few days ago. She was in town to visit her dad, Sam.

Jim Priest is CEO of Goodwill Industries of Central Oklahoma and can be reached at jpriest@okgoodwill.org. I’m teaching a Sunday School series on the Seven Deadly Sins and the Seven Cardinal Virtues.

We saw Don and June Chesser this past week for the first time in a long time. Don recently had a shoulder replacement but is doing good. He has been through a lot, but June is taking great care of him. They are special friends and I always enjoy the time we get to spend together.

There are Cowboy rules for people visiting Oklahoma and other states classified as the Southwest or sometimes as the Wild West that vary from state to state but some basic rules apply to the entire area. Such as:

Wellington Dindy is not only a special friend but one of the finest Christian gentlemen I have ever known. His smile will light up any room he enters. He stopped by Saturday to visit and I really enjoyed it. He shared memories about three of our dear friends that are now in heaven.

Jim Priest is CEO of Goodwill Industries of Central Oklahoma and can be reached at jpriest@okgoodwill.org. I’m thinking of my Dad this week as it would have been his 100th birthday.

Maybe it’s because we have had a little hot weather or maybe it’s just that time of the year. It couldn’t possibly be that some of us are getting a little older.

One Friday night not long ago my wife and I exited a restaurant to discover our parked car had been whacked by another car. It wasn’t like the other person tore our bumper off but it wasn’t a little ding either. It was the size of two fists and streaked with an orange paint smear.