This blog post wasn’t supposed to be here. Instead, it was supposed to be a different post I wrote a couple of days ago. It was a good one, too, or at least I thought so at the time. But I didn’t publish it. After thinking about it overnight, I decided it was best to delete it. And I’m glad I did.
The topic of the post isn’t important. It wasn’t anything controversial or anything I haven’t written about before. But it was the tone of it that bothered me when I reread it later. It was caustic, mean-spirited, and divisive, and I would’ve regretted publishing it.
Proverbs 5:1-2 (NLT) says:
My son, pay attention to my wisdom;
listen carefully to my wise counsel.
Then you will show discernment,
and your lips will express what you’ve learned.
I’d like to say that I always show discernment in what I say or write, but the truth is, I don’t. In fact, I’m lousy at it. I’d like to say that every word I speak or write reflects God’s wisdom and glorifies His Kingdom, but it doesn’t. In fact, very little of it does.
I think I’ve gotten a little better at choosing my words over the years — only after leaving a trail of destruction in my wake — but I’ve still got a long way to go. Thankfully, this is one time I chose correctly.
