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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