Tonight I really prayed that the Lord would speak to me while i was reading. That He would move in my heart.
I read James 3. The tongue.... the scary chapter!
vs. 8, "restless evil, full of deadly poison."
Oh how I cringe!! I am so convicted of my tongue. I have wonderful girlfriends whom we all hold each other accountable to make sure that our genuine concern does not take the mean route, a husband that tells me to stop when it is just gossip (don't judge me please!).
I think about the hurt that I know I must have caused friends and family along the way. I think about the poison that has come out of my mouth that I know stung so deep... I am forever regretful!
I think of the wonderful friends and family that I have. Family that is not even blood that would do more than the blood. I think about them and how they are so wise. I wonder if they struggle like this.
*Is it bad to drink wine while blogging about Jesus?