See how great a forest a little fire kindles! And the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity. 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. For every kind of beast and bird, of reptile and creature of the sea, is tamed and has been tamed by mankind. But no man can tame the tongue. It is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless our God and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in the similitude of God. Out of the same mouth proceed blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not to be so. Does a spring send forth fresh water and bitter from the same opening? Can a fig tree, my brethren, bear olives, or a grapevine bear figs? Thus no spring yields both salt water and fresh. — James 3:1-12 —

The following dream had been in my drafts since July 2013. This is the reason, you see the color red I used to use for Scriptures. Being on an IPAD, now, I don’t know how to use certain things in WordPress, as I had on my computer. I had forgotten about the dream, until I ran across it the other day.

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I usually do not remember most of my dreams, and when I do, most of the time they make no sense and I go on and give them no thought. But every now and then, I get one and it leaves an impression. Such as the one, I had a few nights ago. I can be a big baby after having a bad dream, and will wake my husband up and ask him to pray for me. Which I did in this case.

I hate using the word “prophetic” as it has been used so flippantly and usually used with deceit and manipulation now days. However, it is a word in the Bible and I suppose I should not fear using it every now and then.

So it is with that thought, I tell the dream.

I dreamed that something was in my throat and I had to bring it up. I was kind of gagging, not knowing what it was and trying to force the thing up. It would not come up. The roof of my mouth was thick with a sticky like substance. I found myself taking my thumb and putting it to the roof of my mouth and pulling forward. I then could feel the thing coming up out of me, all along the back of my tongue, being drawn out by my thumb. I had no idea what it was I was pulling out of me. I just knew it had to come out.

It finally began to surface and when I pulled it out of my mouth, it was a little snake about as thick as my finger. It was silverish and I saw a spine like thing on it. I was totally sickened by it and threw it down. Again, the gagging began and once again my thumb went up to my mouth and I began drawing something out. Again, it was a snake. Only much bigger and longer. It was nastier looking than the one before. It was yellowish in color and the head was big enough to cup in my hand. Horrified, I threw that thing down, also. Then I woke up.

I told my husband about it and asked him if snakes represent deceit, then what could that dream possibly have to do with me. I don’t go around trying to deceive people. As anyone who truly knows me, knows that I not only speak what is on my mind, but I don’t play games. I don’t like guessing games. Or mind games. Or Passive/aggressive behavior.

My husband told me no, he did not see me as a deceiver. “You tend to go in the other direction by the way you say things. The passion is good until it gets out of control. Then it makes your words more ineffective. Perhaps the Lord is wanting to take away the vemon and purify your speech.”

His words were confirmation to me. God had already revealed that much to me. I know what my tongue is capable of. I have had to deal with the consequences of my tongue on a personal matter for two years due to a family matter. I had said some hurtful things in retailiation. But God has restored, redeemed the situation and all around, things are being built in His image.

I’ve learned the past couple years, just because something is true, does not always give me the right to say it. Yes, if you ask me if the dress makes you look fat, I will tell you. Other than that, don’t ask and I won’t say.

Sometimes words are unkind whether we aim them to be or not.

The silverish snake had me a little baffled. Even though I was repelled by it, it was almost beautiful in a sense. I remembered a term: silver tongue, and went online to see if I could find the meaning. The meaning is: Silver tongue is an expression used to describe a person who is able to clearly and effectively express themselves, or who has a clever way with words.

http://wiki.answers.com/Q/What_is_a_silver-tongued_devil

This I had a hard time with. Because if you could see me actually trying to write something or even trying to express myself at times, you would think my mental facilities are not all together functioning. Maybe some of you think that anyway, I don’t know. Sometimes, I even wonder. Yet, I can take comfort in knowing God uses the weak.

END OF THE DRAFT that never got finished.

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Now, it is Nearing the end of May 2015. I can clearly see what the dream meant. So many times, I allowed my tongue to be used by the enemy of my soul — the devil. This brought great reproach to God. The One who redeemed me back in 1976. I make no excuses. I take full responsibility and ask for your forgiveness when I was more harsh than I should have been, when I said things in an ungodly anger, when I acted with pride. I could not have been anymore outside of God’s will in the way He desired to use my tongue. How sorry I am to Him and how sorry I am to any who I may have offended by the way I said something. I may have easily hurt one of His little sheep. I don’t want to do that. Speak truth? Yes. But hurt one of God’s children? No.

THIS is my desire, my hope:

“The Spirit of the Lord spoke by me,
And His word was on my tongue. — 2 Samuel 23:2 —

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