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The mouth can be a tool

Coming up here on the holiday season. With it comes a lot of together time… and stress… and hustle and bustle…

In all this, I have to ask myself what my mouth is doing? Is it being helpful or hurtful?

Am I looking positively at all our gatherings? Overall, yes. Will I enjoy every single moment with every person I interact with? Ummm…….

In that train of thought, I came across this in my Daily Study Bible in Proverbs.


Proverbs 11:9 9With their mouths the godless destroy their neighbors, but through knowledge the righteous escape.

See the translation into daily speak: Every person you meet today is either a demolition site or a construction opportunity. Your words will make a difference. Will they be weapons for destruction or tools for construction?

Holiday goal: be a tool for construction.


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Quiet Time

I get up about 30 minutes before everyone else, minus the cat, to enjoy quiet time. This morning it was an hour earlier.

As it is the Christmas season, we have our tree up and decorated. I decided to use it for light to read my devotions and a chapter of Isaiah in my Bible.


I lit the fire. Snuggled down in the couch with my blanket, drink and Bible.

I read. I pray. I work to get my heart and soul headed in the right direction before my head starts making plans and going over the schedule.

This time is important for the well-being of everyone under this roof.

But today, I had a talkative 7yr old try to join me. Try is the optimum word.

After 10 minutes of him trying to make small talk, I firmly laid it out that this is mom’s quiet time and there is NO talking. There is also no drum playing on the kitchen counter or finger snapping… or wait, why in the world are you up right now kid?

I’m not going to discuss the wind blowing and making noise. Don’t glare at me when I tell you I can’t talk right now. I did invite him to sit and read quietly if he was interested in doing so.

Now he’s singing in the kitchen and making himself breakfast. I love my morning boy. This morning’s early hour of quiet time has passed and the rush and hum of our morning routine has begun.