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May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.
My tongue escapes me more often than I care to admit. I hear the words as they roll off my lips, but I never gave them permission. They hang in the air thick and heavy. Dark. Ugly.
There’s always a dirty feeling afterward. Shame. Embarrassment.
The tongue speaks out of an overflow of the heart (Luke 6:45). So that means that darkness, that ugliness, is in my heart. And sometimes I’m surprised by the depth. That’s still inside me? I thought I had gotten rid of that. Where did that come from?
For the heart to overflow with good, it must be filled with good to begin with. If I constantly pour the world into my heart, worldly things will eventually spill from my mouth. If I meditate night and day on the genuine, pure, perfect character of Jesus Christ, hopefully pieces of His character will begin to stain my heart and color my speech. I want the words I speak to be bursting with the love of my Savior. When people hear me speak, I want them to hear Jesus. Know His love through me. But in a moment of frustration, I let it all go.
If I want to lessen the frequency of my slip-ups and mishaps, I must fill myself totally and completely with God. Know His Word. Know His character. Know His love. Only then will the ugliness in my heart start to disappear. The words that overflow from my heart will start to be a stronger reflection of God’s love. Filled with love, grace, hope, patience, peace, and joy.
I will always make mistakes. Be less Christlike than I want to be. Be imperfect. I have to accept God’s grace after every mishap, and vow to try harder in the future. To pause before I speak, and allow time for God to speak to me, leading and guiding my words. Allow Him to speak through me.
“May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight”. Isn’t that all we long for? For God–the maker of the heavens and the earth, ruler of all, Majesty–to be pleased with us? And what a beautiful feeling to know we’ve done right. To have kept a negative thought silent; to have quieted a discouraging word; to have stifled an ugly comment. To have spoken love and life into a desperate, hurting world.
He will be pleased. Oh, He will be pleased.