This is the Baymaw podcast with Marty Solomon. I'm his co-host, Brent Billings. Today I'm with

Redent to talk about wrath. That's right. Wrath will be, we'll probably be interchanging wrath and

anger throughout. So just fair warning to everybody. So I work at a campus ministry.

And last fall, we were doing an appreciation party banquet thing for our leaders. And just a little

bit of backstory, a year ago, Derek and I switched places as director and discipleship minister. So I took over. And so we made a joke out of this at

the banquet where Brooke Barnes, shout out to one of our women's ministers. She's fantastic. She also

does a lot of music. She and I did a cover of the song Goodbye Earl by the chicks. You know the song,

Brent? I am familiar with it, but I don't think I could sing it. I'm not sure I know the melody.

It's like the nah, nah, nah, nah, no, no, no, no, goodbye, Earl. Okay. I don't think I've actually heard it.

Okay, well, it's this funny, morbid song about this guy is, like, domestically abusive, and then his wife murders him.

And it's, I just, I was, we made a joke out of it. And it occurred to me that oftentimes revenge is just really delightful.

And there's this great lyric where they poison Earl with

these poison black eyed peas. And she's, she sings, you feel in weak? Why don't you lay down and

sleep, Earl, ain't it dark, wrapped up in that tarp, Earl? And it's just funny. And I was like,

are we going to be able to sing this? Like at the party? Is this like over the line in some way? I was like, are we going to be able to sing this, like, at the party?

Is this like over the line in some way?

I was like, no, people love revenge. Like, of course we're going to do this. And it was a huge hit. Everybody loved it. And that brings us to our daily Beakner, who writes this about anger. He says, of the seven deadly sins, anger is possibly the most fun.

To lick your wounds, to smack your lips. writes this about anger. He says, of the seven deadly sins, anger is possibly the most fun.

To lick your wounds, to smack your lips over grievances long past, to roll over your tongue the

prospect of bitter confrontation still to come, to savor to the last toothsome morsel, both the

pain you are given and the pain you are giving back.

In many ways, it is a feast fit for a king.

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