Don’t Say Today, What You Will Regret Tomorrow

I can think of so many excuses and reasons to say it. To write it on Facebook. Hormones? Yep, I got ’em. Stress? Yep, got that one covered and then some. Good reasons? Got those too. But God keeps repeating these words in my head over the past month.

Don’t say today, what you will regret tomorrow.

But… but… but…

No buts. Sorry.

I know that one lady needs to know that what she said was mean or wrong. I get it. I want to tell her so too. I do. Really, really do.

Instead, I implore you to pray over the situation. Quite often the person who wronged you won’t cop to it anyway. They are often “right” fighters and won’t admit that what they said was hurtful or wrong. So, we use the most effective weapon we have. Prayer.

We ask God to intervene and help us keep our lips sealed and soften that person’s heart. We pray for our hearts to remain soft towards the instigator.

Hard stuff when you know you’ve been wronged. When words cut slits in your heart and you bleed. Wounded.

There are times to have those conversations. But not when you are ready to bite back like a vicious blood thirsty vampire. If you can approach with a calm spirit, one that has been bathed in prayer and the Holy Spirit, only then do you have that conversation where you gently let that person know that their words or actions hurt you or your family.

What are your suggestions to deal with a situation like this right then and there? Tomorrow we’ll discuss this further but I’m curious if you have a go-to phrase for when someone says something biting or mean to you.

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  1. This is so true. So many times I have said things out of anger and those words hurt and make the situation even worse. Proverbs 13:3 ” Those who control their tongue will have a long life; opening your mouth can ruin everything.” Thanks for your encouragement Mel 🙂

  2. Dawn R. Justice Phenix

    Learning to do this has not been a quick study for me. I have had to strive with it for many years, maturing slowly to the point of my spirit ruling my flesh. And had to accept that without the medication prescribed to me I wouldn’t even be able to make that choice. I am still challenged often by the same event that broke me, as it has not been resolved. So I’m in this battle still. I know it for my sanctification. I appreciate your writing and sharing, it’s very helpful. 🙂

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