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Out of the tube

February 18, 2010

Isabelle, our almost-2-year-old, has been saying “Dang it” occasionally. I don’t know what bothers me more — that she uses the phrase in appropriate situations so she already knows what it means or that I know she learned it by listening to my husband and me.

When she says it, we tell her not to use those words, and sometimes she’ll say “Oopsie” right after it because we’ve tried to substitute that phrase for the other one in our own speech. Still, the “dang” cat is out of the bag, and I’m reminded, convicted really, how much harm we do with our words and how permanent their place once they are voiced.
I remember a children’s sermon about this, using a tube of toothpaste as an illustration. The teacher squeezed all the toothpaste out and offered $5 to any child who could put the toothpaste back in the tube. Try as they might, not one of those kids could put an ounce of toothpaste back in the tube. The teacher went on to tell the children that this is what it’s like with our words. Once they’re out, they can never go back in.
One time while working for the college newspaper, I had an issue with one of the editors and said some things about her to other staffers. Of course, those comments got back to her and she confronted me about it. I was embarrassed that she heard what I’d said about her, and I’d like to say it’s a lesson I learned, but I know far too often I still speak without thinking or considering whether I’d want the person I’m talking about to hear what I’ve said.
Recently I’ve been reading through Proverbs, and the Lord has convicted me through a string of verses that I must be more discerning about what I say. Consider these thoughts:
The mouth of the righteous is a fountain of life, but violence overwhelms the mouth of the wicked. (10:11)
Wisdom is found on the lips of the discerning … the mouth of a fool invites ruin. (10:13, 14)
Whoever spreads slander is a fool. (10:18)
When words are many, sin is not absent, but he who holds his tongue is wise. (10:19)
The tongue of the righteous is choice silver … the lips of the righteous nourish many. (10:20, 21)
“Loose lips sink ships” is how the old military saying goes. The same is true of the Church. Our “casual” commentary on each other will slowly destroy any chance we have at unity and witness to the world.
And, it starts with me.
“Set a guard over my mouth, O Lord; keep watch over the door of my lips.” (Psalm 141:3)

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Spotless

February 17, 2010

I broke a sweat Swiffering the kitchen floor last week. Maybe I wouldn’t have had to work so hard if the last time the floor was swept and mopped wasn’t three months ago. (Gross, I know, but no one will ever mistake me for Mrs. Clean.)

Days later, as my husband prepared our Valentine’s Day dinner, he said, Sorry, you’re probably going to have to sweep again.
Not a big deal when we’re only talking about a day or two’s worth of kitchen crumbs. That’s a quick job. When it has accumulated over time, then we’re talking scrub-worthy effort.
I feel the same way about my spiritual life. It doesn’t take much for God to get the gunk out of my life when I come to Him daily with it. But when it’s been days, weeks, months or years, the process requires more effort, more sweat and most likely some tears.
1 John 1:9 says “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.” (NIV)
I admit, I’m not too faithful at confessing my sins. Sometimes, I delude myself into thinking I don’t have any. Then, I get a gentle (or not so gentle) reminder from God, and for a time, I’m humbled. Until I become comfortable enough with my life to stop confessing my sins.
What would my life look like if I daily came to God and asked Him to not only forgive me of the sins I could remember but to show me the sins I didn’t even know I was committing?
We’re entering the season of Lent today, and I haven’t given much thought to how I can intentionally honor the Lord during this time and set apart something for Him. This may be the place to start: “Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.” Psalm 139:23-24 (NIV)
My heart longs to sing this truth each day: “Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow, now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.”
He’s always going to be starting with dirt when He begins the washing process. How much dirt is up to me.

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