Confessions of a recovering Loud Mouth
If you've known me for more than 5.5 seconds, you probably know that "reserved" is not a term that would describe me. At all. Loud, boisterous, foot in mouth? Yes, you might use any of those descriptors. While I want so badly to be a Precious Person, meekness just doesn't come naturally to me. In fact, at a precious friend's wedding last month, another member of my rowdy tribe leaned over to me and said, "I'm pretty sure none of us are even remotely sweet enough to be her friend." True story. Honestly, I don't know how we haven't sent her running for the hills (I love you, Alyssa and I'm so glad you're the honorary Sweet Friend in my life. Don't run now). Knowing this, it may come as no surprise to you that my study in the book of James has left me wanting to crawl under a rock. If you've read James for more than 5.5 seconds, you know he has some things to say about us loud mouths. He doesn't exactly mince words when h...