Taming the Tongue

God is teaching me so much about the power of my tongue, for good and for evil. I have come to the conclusion that I can either be defeated by how often my tongue gets me into trouble or I can rejoice in knowing that each time I listen to His still small voice that stops me in that split second it takes for a thought to leave my brain and head for my tongue that I am learning more of His ways and my speech is taking on the very power of God.

Just last week, as I was studying this topic, I was so defeated. It seemed that every time I opened my mouth something was coming out that was ugly, especially when I was around just my family. Isn't it ironic that we treat the people we love the most the worst? The most defeating to me was the fact that I had been praying that God would make me aware of what I was going to say before I opened my mouth and would help me be conscious of only speaking encouragement and truth and peace rather than lying, hatefulness, gossip, etc.

Well, God in all His faithfulness kept His end of the bargain. Over and over He challenged me to be careful of what or how I was going to speak. And over and over I chose to say things that shouldn't have been said. Don't get me wrong, I was obedient alot. I was just disobedient alot too.

By the time I arrived at Prayer Meeting on Wednesday night, I felt like a complete failure. My heart was broken by my lack of control over my tongue. But wouldn't you know, that's where God met me. In my brokenness, He spoke directly to my soul. I would almost swear He said it out loud because I heard Him as plain as day. As I confessed to a friend how I was struggling and then immediately went to prayer...not talking...just listening for God to speak, He spoke these words straight to my heart, "Daughter, I'm proud of you!" My soul just about leaped out of my chest! And as if that wasn't enough, at the end of the service, each person there was anointed and then served communion. When Pastor Kevin touched my head with the oil, immediately my senses were filled with a sweet aroma and I was certain that it was the aroma of the Holy Spirit.

His presence is so thick in my life right now. I can't get enough of Him. I feel so blessed to call Him, Abba Father, Daddy. I have prayed that He would help me to fall deeply in love with Him and He has answered that prayer.