My dad and I were rabbit hunting when we noticed a large plume of smoke. Dad drove over to see what was going on and we saw the fire departments arrive to fight the fire which started by trying to burn off some weeds. The farmer felt safe because of the snow-covered ground, but the flames caught the small shop on fire. It ignited the gasoline and other flammables. The explosions blew sparks and debris into the air which, in turn, set the house on fire. This fire went from building to building to corn crib to haystack to building. By the time the fire departments arrived, they just let it burn. The farmer lost all his farm buildings and home because he wasn’t carful with the fire he had set.
Somehow human nature likes attention. Too often that attention can come through a juicy story, a tidbit of info, or a “prayer request.” I can start a rumor, whether true or not, and other loose tongues pick up on it. It spreads like a fire through a church or workplace.
I get the idea from this passage is to bite my tongue even if it causes callouses.
“Even so the tongue is a little member, and boasteth great things. Behold, how great a matter a little fire kindleth! And the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity: so is the tongue among our members, that it defileth the whole body, and setteth on fire the course of nature; and it is set on fire of hell.” James 3:5-6.
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