OK…. So, I decided to jump on the band wagon and re-post an article from my early blogging days. This one was from back in December 2014.
Open Mouth….Insert Foot
By Patrick Hawthorne
Initially, when I began this article, I seriously tried hard to maintain a sober tone. My thoughts were organized and my mind topically cleared. Yet, the idea of keeping it serious was quickly dismissed as I looked over and witnessed my little dog attempt to swallow my cats head whole. “Odie! Get the cat’s head outta your mouth before you choke.”
“Hmmm….I wonder if Jesus ever had to stop what He was doing to break up a fight between the disciples. “Peter…John, don’t make me stop this caravan and come back there…!’” Oh well… back to the article.
I enjoy writing for several reasons. One of which is the ability to put into words the thoughts tumbling around in the empty galaxy within my cranium. Some might consider this area to be filled with hot air. I choose to think of it as a cozy environment by which to let thoughts thoroughly ferment.
Another reason I like to write is because it allows me the ability to delete or backspace upon any stupidity that may otherwise ooze… accidently or not so accidently…from the rather large chasm known as my big mouth. In the south this oozing affect is affectionately referred to as “diarrhea of the mouth.” I am often plagued by this insidious ailment but, with the help of the Lord, I know I will one day be free.
As a born again Christian, I have made some serious blunders, i.e. sin. In every sin situation I feel remorse for my wrong doing. However, nothing compared to the remorse I felt the other day when I began speaking negatively about certain leadership within the church. What I said and the reason I said it matter little. What does matter is that I was being critical of the very people God had placed over my life to shepherd and instruct me. As a result, I felt instantly within my heart that I had grieved my friend and counselor, the Holy Spirit. Once alone I asked my Lord for His forgiveness.
You see, the Lord was not condemning me or trying to make me feel like pond scum; He was teaching me. My prayer for the last couple of years has been, according to 2 Thessalonians 2:11-12, that God would help me deny all ungodliness and worldly lusts and that He would help me live soberly, righteously, and God like in this present age. Had he not shown me how much I had grieved the Holy Spirit, I would have never learned my lesson.
Take joy when the Lord shows you something that needs fixing in your life. It simply means that He loves you and wants to help you become the very person you have been praying to become. Besides, His correction today may be the avoidance of a shoe sandwich tomorrow. Be blessed, my friends.
And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God [do not offend or vex or sadden Him], by Whom you were sealed (marked, branded as God’s own, secured) for the day of redemption (of final deliverance through Christ from evil and the consequences of sin). (Eph 4:30 Amplified)