Taming the Tongue

One thing I'm realizing more and more is how sharp and deadly the tongue can be. It is no overstatement to call the tongue a weapon--it is truly sharper than a sword.

It is amazing how quickly a conversation can go from pleasant chatter to hateful jabs.

It seems especially easy to lose control of the tongue with family (maybe because we feel secure in the relationship???)--especially siblings. :)



What a beautiful thing it was to spend the night with my three siblings (and my sister-in-law and little nephew!!!) and have the conversation filled with love and grace (definitely not been the case in the past...).

The topics always range from theology to politics to baseball and everything in-between--and let me tell you...we all have very different opinions on each topic. And even though tonight all was well and God's grace was manifested through our speech, I am aware that an hour (or a minute) later, my very same tongue could be speaking much evil.

If I was left to defeat my tongue on my own, I should fail miserably, and often. But no, the Lord is my Helper--He helps me in the battle and provides the ammunition I need to defeat this powerful enemy.


I believe that taming the tongue is an especially difficult thing for women to do. Our tongue is our greatest weapon: the one reached for first, as well as, most often. I suspect that the battle to tame my tongue will be a life-long one, won only with much prayer, fasting, and renewal of the mind.

Rejoice, O sinners, that we have a High Priest Who sympathizes with our weaknesses!