I was officiating a celebration of life service for an organization that serves grieving families. After the service a woman who attended the event walked up to the director to voice her extreme anger because her map app sent her on a dirt road.“You owe me a car wash,” she yelled. “And the shocks on my car are ruined because you didn’t provide proper directions. What are you going to do about it?”The volume and tone of her voice caused many heads to turn to see this embarrassing spectacle. She was miserable.When she began yelling, I realized she wasn’t just mad at the director, the dirt road or potential damage to her car; she was angry at life. Somewhere along the line, life had made her bitter and robbed her of all joy. As a result, she was a very unhappy person.
