And although my weight would benefit from a food fast that is not actually what I'm speaking of. I think I need a talking fast.
Psalm 39 this morning made a lot of sense to me.
"I will guard my ways, that I may not sin with my tongue; I will guard my mouth as with a muzzle while the wicked are in my presence."
Yes. That is exactly what I need. A Talking Fast so I do not sin with my tongue.
Years ago I read a book (Personality Plus for those of you dying to know my sources) that suggested the sanguine types among us would do well to talk a whole lot less. It even gave a suggestion of how to do that. I practiced this method for quite some time. Ready for my secret weapon against sinning with my tongue?
Only say every third thought that comes into my mind.
I'm not even kidding. I totally counted it out.
So you are sharing something with me. It reminds me of a story I could share. But I don't. You share something else. I could share too. But I don't. You share a third thing: ah yes, here is my chance to speak...Unless of course I have now slowed down enough to censor my thoughts and realize that this will be a hurtful, prideful, tearing down, gossiping kind of sharing in which case I buy stocks in Duct Tape because really, that might just work better.
I'm not even really all that sanguine, but I don't know when to just let silence be okay. I'm working on that.
So next time you see me if I am doing a whole lot of smiling and nodding and not a whole lot of chatting, look at my fingers to see if I'm counting to three.