Somehow,
my tongue knows how to keep away from my teeth, but occasionally they painfully
meet. Actually, my tongue does much better staying away from being chomped than
it does avoiding the wrong words. I don’t like it when I bite my tongue, but in
retrospect, I should do it more often. The tongue is biblically identified as
being like a rudder, a wildfire, a horse’s bit and a source of life and death.
Salvation of the soul must be accompanied by a taming of the tongue. Gracious
God and Father, may the words of my mouth be governed by Your wondrous work of grace
in my heart.
A serious pursuit of godliness requires an equally serious renunciation of worldliness. Too often, we measure spirituality with false scales. While being wisely selective with our public vices we are less so with our private attitudes and perspectives. In reality, it is the thoughts and intents of the heart where the greatest battles must be waged; our actions will ultimately align with the condition of our hearts. Lord God, You know me inside out, You are not fooled by human facades. Plow my heart with Your Word and Spirit and leave nothing unturned. Refresh my inward man that I may outwardly glorify You in all places at all times.
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