Taming the fly

The kids and I love to go on picnics. We bring our big waterproof blanket and go to a park. The strangest thing always happens when it's time to dive into the yummy PB& J sandwiches........every fly in the park is there. William and Kylie have become great fly tamers. At one point Kylie had three flies just sitting on her recently peanut butter covered hand. Right now I am getting rather annoyed at the flies that some how manage to get into my house. They make so much noise, they are always there when I am trying to have a peaceful dinner and they are so hard to catch cause they are just so quick. The fly really reminds me of my tongue. What a hard thing it is to tame. James 3 says:

7-10This is scary: You can tame a tiger, but you can't tame a tongue—it's never been done. The tongue runs wild, a wanton killer. With our tongues we bless God our Father; with the same tongues we curse the very men and women he made in his image. Curses and blessings out of the same mouth!

10-12My friends, this can't go on. A spring doesn't gush fresh water one day and brackish the next, does it? Apple trees don't bear strawberries, do they? Raspberry bushes don't bear apples, do they? You're not going to dip into a polluted mud hole and get a cup of clear, cool water, are you?

What can be our Peanut butter that can help us tame our tongues? perhaps reading more of God's word than the gossip column. Maybe putting in that new worship CD instead of that newest song with the swear word every few minutes. How about talking about the latest thing that the Lord has been doing in you instead of what that person had done to hurt you????

So what is your Peanut butter? How are you taming your tongue today?