Hairs On My Couch

These lovely assets are the hairs that are on my couch daily. I never imagined that I would be "that lady", the lady with hair on my clothes, in my car, always on my furniture and floor and sometimes even in the crevices on my shower. (Gross I know!!) But these little intrusions are left by our dear family dog, Georgia. She is the apple of my kiddos eyes so I tolerate...(OK, Sometimes I admit I yell and complain but-that is where the controlling my mouth asset is still in training) and neverendingly vacuum after our precious companion. Today as I came downstairs at 5:00 in the morning and gritted my teeth at the hair covered sofa that I just cleaned yesterday, I wondered... "What hairs do I leave on my Father's sofa". God could not have yelled at me any louder, "Your hurtful words are all over my house". Folks, this is not easy to hear. We need to deliver our messages with the love of Christ. How we speak can be as important as what we say. James 3:8-12 talks about the tongue and how much damage that we can do with our words. James talks about how we praise the Lord then curse our brother and how the mouth controls our whole body and contenance. I am telling you, Friends, these verses are not for the faint of heart or as our beloved southern baptists preachers would say "Lukewarm Christians". I challenge you to take a few minutes alone today and read them and let them guide you as they will change your life. We love our dog despite her simple uncontrollable flaw of leaving enough hair to clothe every hairless animal in the world all over my house. Our Father loves us even though we leave our messes of training all over His house. Thank you, Father, for making us the apple of Your eye and for another training day.