Remember the childhood rhyme, stick and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me? This sing song has absolutely no validity when it comes to intimate relationships.
The tongue is like a tiny rudder steering the strongest of ships. And it is up to the captain to steer against the powerful wind or into the destructive rocks.
Or like the old adage of hammering a square peg into a round hole..no matter how hard you bang or how fast you swing, it's never going to fit. You will only change the natural God given position of that shape. How about force feeding a baby, often times the result is a violent spitting of the food back into your face and zero harmony between mommy and me.
It is a heart wrenching realization that no matter what action you take it will have no bearing on another person's behavior. You can bring the country boy to the big city but you can't make them meld...
As children of God, we are supposed to conform to God's image. Change. Repent. Convert. Our lives should imitate and manifest the life of Christ. THIS IS EXTREMELY DIFFICULT!
And while iron sharpens iron, there comes a point where the constant struggle of swimming upstream is out of place especially if you're not a salmon.
And I find myself red in the face singing, I love you, you're perfect, now change!
It's the fat guy in a little coat syndrome.
Can you hear the threads tearing?
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