Our tongues are one of the most dangerous weapons. They sometimes cut so deep, it takes years to get over.
Our tongues are one of the most precious tools. Kind words can lift a person out of despair and give healing.
It's just like out of the book of James:
2For in many things we offend all. If any man offend not in word, the same is a perfect man, and able also to bridle the whole body.
3Behold, we put bits in the horses' mouths, that they may obey us; and we turn about their whole body.
4Behold also the ships, which though they be so great, and are driven of fierce winds, yet are they turned about with a very small helm, whithersoever the governor listeth.
5Even so the tongue is a little member, and boasteth great things. Behold, how great a matter a little fire kindleth!
6And the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity: so is the tongue among our members, that it defileth the whole body, and setteth on fire the course of nature; and it is set on fire of hell.
7For every kind of beasts, and of birds, and of serpents, and of things in the sea, is tamed, and hath been tamed of mankind:
8But the tongue can no man tame; it is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison.
9Therewith bless we God, even the Father; and therewith curse we men, which are made after the similitude of God.
10Out of the same mouth proceedeth blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not so to be.
11Doth a fountain send forth at the same place sweet water and bitter?
12Can the fig tree, my brethren, bear olive berries? either a vine, figs? so can no fountain both yield salt water and fresh.
As I make sense of what happened over the next few days, God continually keeps taking me back to my own heart. I know I have said things about people I regret. I have backed myself in a corner with exaggerations...and even sometimes...lies. I had my whole life to look back and see where my tongue has caused irreversible damage. So I was left with one choice. I had to forgive. Any time I started to get angry at what was said...that still, small voice reminded me of the grace I have been given. I have NO CHOICE but to forgive. How could I not bestow forgiveness when so much has been given to me?
Our words can be our friends...and our enemies.
Though it's hard for me to move on, I will....with The Lord's help. This is an opportunity for me to grow...mature...be refined. Being put in the fire is never fun. It's hard and painful. BUT- once you come out of The Refiner's Fire....your gold is pure...clear enough to see His reflection.
God also put it on my heart to watch my words. Is it really necessary to say what I am saying? What is the purpose or intent of my words? Sometimes I say too much....am too open with people....then it comes back to me. I need discretion in everything I do, my words being one of the most influential things I show.
Lord, please place a hedge over this mouth of mine...may it bring You glory and not grief. I give it to you and I trust you will make it so much better than I ever could.