One Minute of Your Time Please

I couldn’t sleep the other night, so I got up to go to the bathroom. I didn’t want to turn on a light because I didn’t want to wake Sharon. But as I felt my way through the dark, I stubbed my toe on the corner of my dresser. It hurt like crazy! My first inclination was to shout out a curse word at the top of my voice. Somehow, I managed to tone it down to just an unintelligible, quiet grumble as I limped into the bathroom.

Why is it, I wonder, that we are inclined to curse when we experience sudden pain or frustration? Did God cause me to stub my toe? Doubtful. Why do we express anger by taking His name in vain? Maybe it’s because we don’t want to blame ourselves for doing something stupid or foolish. We can’t blame other people because they’ll just get mad at us. So God is an easy target.

Except He is the one thing you surely don’t want to displease. Better to work hard at controlling your tongue. Even when it hurts.

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