Sweet talker

I am a talker.

I try to be nice.

Sometimes I fail.

I wish I could say I never

teased aybody when I was a kid.

I did though.

I regret it too.

Words have such power.

Words shouldn't be used as weapons.

But, I have done it.

Sometimes, I still do.

I don't like it

and I work on it.

Gossip isn't really my thing.

I despise it.

I don't work except for 

keeping grandkids

and they don't have much dirt to spread.

Maybe that is why it is not

something I have to fight against.

I am sure though

that I  have gossiped.

Again, I am not proud of the fact.

However, if I get a laugh

I may overuse sarcasm.

It is something I try to keep in check.

Although, I fail at times.

Do any of you have a mouth problem?

 

Here is a prayer,

I keep on my cabinet door.

 

It reads,

Father, Please help me to be sensitive to the feelings of others. Remind me not to be critical, and let me say words that heal and build up instead of saying words that destroy and tear down.

I also have a sampler
I stitched a fews years ago that

has one of my favorite scriptures.

I t reminds me of the way I want to act.

 

Reckless words pierce like a sword

but the tongue of the wise brings healing.

Proverbs 12:18

 

It is my hope that I bear good fruit.

I want to be a good disciple.

I can't do that with a hurtful tongue.

But, I can with God's help.

I can do all things through Jesus Christ.

(Phil 4:13)

I encourage you to join me.

Let's go out and spread the love baby

and do it with our words!