Don’t you wish you had an Editor that followed you around all the time?
Every time something rude, insensitive or down right wrong came out of your mouth
ZAP! It would be no more!
It’s not like I start out the day intending to shoot someone down with my words
Or that I have a secret agenda to blurt out ignorant gems one after another
It just happens that way
It seems that one session of runaway words
acts as fertilizer for a bumper crop of more outbursts
An avalanche of stupidity can escape from your thoughts to your mouth with lightening speed
Before you know it, damage has been done
Eyes that just moments ago held you in high regard
Now look at you with a bottomless pit of hurt
Laughter has been replaced with anger
And dare I say
Hatred in place of love
All because of words unedited
An unbridled tongue
A moment of thoughtlessness
Holy Spirit, be the editor that I need and
Help me, Father, to be quick to hear and
SLOW to speak!