Growing up I can remember my cousins who knew how to cuss at a young age. I mean boys who knew how to throw it on you like no body's business. I can still hear my Granny Bell saying today -"Do you want me to wash that mouth out with soap?"

I don't know what that felt like but something tells me that it would burn. But she was going to clean those filthy mouths up one boy at a time.

I read a scripture that caused me to remember those times. James 3:10 - "from the same mouth come both blessing and cursing..." I sometimes wonder if we had a recorder with us every second of the day, would we be embarrassed for others to hear the words and phrases that came out of our mouths?

Would we have a mild heart attach if it was announced that your weekly recording of your words were going to be played this Sunday morning during service?

Well I know one person who hears our words, spoken and non-spoken. God is listening and I sometimes wonder how He feels when we try to use the same mouth to sing "How Great is Our God" but just a few hours earlier we were cursing a fellow co-worker or family member?

Today - Think about who is listening before you start talking. It's not just cursing that He hears but he also hears those jokes we tell just to get laugh.

Prayer - "God, help me to realize that you are hearing every word that comes out of my mouth. Help not to say anything today that would bring shame to your name."