With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in God’s likeness. Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers, this should not be. Can both fresh water and saltwater flow from the same spring? My brothers, can a fig tree bear olives, or a grapevine bear figs? Neither can a salt spring produce fresh water. (James 3)
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So how can fresh living water flow from our restless tongues?
Oh Lord, who alone can change the molecular structure of our hearts,
From whose sanctuary, water flows into the swamps of our hearts
Turning the salt water fresh, (Ezekiel 47:9)
The wood of whose cross turns our bitter water sweet, (Exodus 15:25)
Change the springs of my heart from whence my words flow.
Make them sweet.
Put your words into my mouth, (Jer 1:9)
Let me be aligned with you.
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Welcome to my blog, Brock, and thank you for commenting.
I've enjoying visiting yours. The move from gorgeous Colorado to Indiana can't have been easy, but I'll pray that you soon bloom where you are planted, and that that 2012 will be a blessed year for you.
Anita
I love this. To turn the bitter, salty waters of my heart sweet again. I'm so there. Thanks, Anita!