Tame the tongue.

For we all stumble in many things. If anyone does not stumble in word, he is a perfect man, able also to bridle the whole body. - James 3:2

Argh. I hate the feeling of regret and conviction I get when I realise I've done something wrong. I absolutely hate it. My conscience is strong, so I feel really bad when I let myself down, or when I let God down with some stupid thing that I did or said earlier. Usually these two disappointments come together. That rotten feeling is amplified when you know that you're supposed to be spiritually and emotionally mature enough not to sin.

I can't tame my tongue. It's as though I don't control it, and it has a mind of its own. I would think about saying nice things to bless and encourage people before, and then when I speak, verbal garbage starts to spew out endlessly. I'm really afraid one day it'll hurt someone. Or maybe it already did, and I'm none the more aware. I tell myself not to say anything. Sometimes I do that. But other times, like just now, I don't. And especially when I'm kind of stressed and want to chill out with my friends, I tend to forget who I am. I'm a child of God, a Christian. I'm not supposed to sin.

I guess I'm still on the long hard road to perfection...