The Short Form:
One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between two wolves inside us all. One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked, "Which wolf wins?" The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."

The Long Form:
Feed the pack.
And it gets stronger.
And hungrier.
When the pack of doubt, anger, shame,
Guilt & self-pity has finally gorged,
Till they can’t hold anymore,
Then they relieve themselves.
They shit.
Everywhere.
In our speech.
In our mannerism.
In our attitude.
And then they need more.
More misery.
More guilt.
More …shit.

But if you feed the other pack,
With service.
With fellowship.
With a mustard seed of faith.
Hope strengthens,
Kindness wakes up.
Integrity starts to lead the pack,
And faith starts to protect the pack’s flank.
And they start to roam across your plains,
Inside of your head.
Daring, the other pack to come out.
Chasing away, the pack of emotionally wrecked wolves
Whenever they peered out of the darkness.
We have to realize that the wreckage of our past has no substance today.
We cannot let it affect our actions today. It had been bad, but it is in the past.
It is no more.
When we can accept, grasp, believe that, our lives get so much better.
The right pack thrives.