How many times has my mouth gotten me into trouble? How many times have my words left the sour taste of regret lingering for hours, if not days? If I had a dime for every time, Warren Buffet and Mark Zuckerberg would be asking me for a loan. The variety of ways that my mouth has led me astray from God’s desire for me are legion. In a moment of anger I have said things that have harmed instead of healed. In a mindless moment I’ve said things that later left me wondering, “Why did I say that?” Arrogantly, I have made myself out to be something more than I am by the words I’ve spoken. Selfishly I’ve put others down to try and make me look better. The list goes on and on and on. My words have bullied, berated, broken, belittled, and bloodied when they could have, no, when they should have, blessed.
In James 3, I’ve read about the corrupting potential of the tongue. From living life I know his words to be true. Yet, the Psalmist says, “…I’ve resolved that my mouth will not sin.” I looked up the Hebrew word for “resolved.” It means, “to plan,” or “to carry out a purpose.” The same word is used for those who devise evil schemes and carry them out. The ball is my court. Will I “plan” to use my words to bless and encourage today? Will I make my purpose, for this day, to uplift and comfort by what I say to those with whom I will interact? I know from experience that if fail to plan then I will most assuredly plan to fail. Before I ever leave the house I must find a quiet place to get alone with the Father and set the plan in place. I want my words to comfort and not harm. I want my mouth to uplift and inspire, not belittle or berate. My prayer today, Lord, is that You will help me come up with a plan and empower me to live it out, throughout the day, so that others might be blessed and You might be honored by the words of my mouth.