My Lips Are Sealed
People ask me if I can keep a confidence. I laugh. There are things I’ve kept secret for years. YEARS. Admittedly, not because I so cherish the person who is being protected by my sealed lips. I am keeping confidences of people who have hurt me; whose secrets have personally affected me. I am even keeping the confidence of some who have lied to purposefully tarnish my name or reputation. And I hold that confidence even when, at times, I think it might feel good to just get some of their junk off my chest (you know, to even the score).
Yep... I keep my mouth shut… but not because of them. Or me. Or the greater good. Not even because it’s part of my professional training and ethics. I do so because of Him. Yes, HIM. I know one day, when my faith becomes my sight, and I am beholding my Savior, Face to face, I will give an account for everything I have said or done.
Now, anyone who knows me, knows I have plenty to account for already: things I did before I knew better… things I did when I knew better but was too hurt or broken or selfish to do the right thing… and things I still do that, in my ignorance, I may not even know are wrong.
Point is, we all have to make these choices. Where is my integrity? Who am I? Whose am I? And what will I say when I meet Him Face to face?
The one who guards his words guards his life, but whoever is talkative will come to ruin. (Proverbs 13:3)
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The Motley Ms.
Hi! My name is Melinda. I'm a saved-by-grace-er, lifelong learner, INFJ, health & fitness trynabe, Mom, #vanlifer, mental health vlogger, and Director & Clinical Supervisor at a Child & Family Therapy Practice in Northern California.
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