Light On Dark Water

I've been saying the rosary on my way home from work for a while now (I know, not the best time for prayer, but I figure better to do it this way than not at all). And I've left work angry a number of times lately (arrived that way, too–things are not going well there). When that happens–when I find myself angry at a time when I had intended to pray–my first impulse is to ditch the prayer.  "How can I pray when what I really want to do is…[!#@&^!!(*&#@! etc.]?" It really seems just about impossible. But I force myself to do it anyway, telling myself that this is probably one of the times I most need to do it. And nearly always I find, by the time I'm finished, that I'm not very angry anymore.

You'd think I would have learned that by now, but it's finally beginning to sink in. Now I need to work on not going back, after the prayer is over, to dwell on whatever I was all torqued up about and ending up back where I started.