Pr. 26:20: “Where there is no wood, the fire goes out; and where there is no talebearer, strife ceases.”
I just threw my brother-in-law under the bus. I randomly told on him and caused strife within the room. I felt bad immediately, apologized, and then read this verse. Boy, what a lesson.
Outside we have a campfire the is smoldering from our fire last night. We had a huge fire due to the large amount of wood Donnie’s brother and dad picked up yesterday, so even though we abandoned he fire last night, there is still heat inside the core. We would only have to add some wood to that fire and we could get it roaring again.
I apologized to my brother-in-law, but the subject matter was something that is already sensitive within our family. The words I cannot take back simply added heat to the fire already smoldering.
I typed before about James 3:6 where it says, “The tongue is so set among our members that it defiles the whole body, and sets on fire the course of nature; and it is set on fire by hell.”
My comment wasn’t mean-spirited, but it certainly wasn’t helpful, and if only under the surface, it added wood to a smoldering fire. We have to speak slower and make sure we’re not adding wood. People are counting on us.
Biting my tongue,