Over the past few weeks, God gave me the privilege of witnessing the folly of talking unnecessarily, brashly, and foolishly.
It was so easy for me to judge the buffoonery of the offending party. My heart discovered that it was too easy to supplant myself as the superior judge of their lunacy.
However, their foolishness quickly became a white-hot sharp reminder of myself: the ramifications of my foolishness echo in my mind.
If anyone thinks he is religious and does not bridle his tongue but deceives his heart, this person’s religion is worthless. [James 1:26]
Because I am the biggest fool I know,
it is so much better for others and for myself, to be quick to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger.