Unbridled

Psalm 19:14 May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.

Growing up is never easy for some reason. Has it to do with the fact that children don’t come with a handbook on “how to”?

We all have our share of sorrow, joy and disciplining as we grow. I lived in a community that had people from various educational and economic back grounds. Some disciplined their kids, others did not. Some used a belt; others their hand, my mother sometime used a rolling pin.

One evening we kids were all playing and someone used a swear word. My mom was in the kitchen and heard it, for some strange reason she thought it was me. Out she came with her rolling pin and wacked me hard on my arm. Through my tears I tried to convince her it wasn’t me. After thorough investigation we finally together nailed the culprit.

My tongue was often bridled because I knew Mother was near by and I could not use the language of the streets.

Now I am all grown up and want to remember that my God would love that the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart to be pleasing to Him and others.

I love to wake up in the morning and say... "Good Morning, Lord,” then I must remember through out the day that my Savior is with me and my words and my meditation better befitting of the King.