I don’t know about you, but I have the innate ability to put my foot in my mouth. It’s a gift really.
You would think that over time we would get it. In fact, there are times when we can even catch ourselves in our head, but then say it anyway.
JD knows he shouldn’t say the crap that he does, and he knows he shouldn’t let his emotions get the best of him, but he says it anyway. In this case, it’s with Karla.
Watching JD put his foot in his mouth reminds me of a story where one of the disciples lets his emotions get the best of his mouth, only instead of pride and frustration (what JD was dealing with), the disciple is operating out of fear.
We pick up the story in Matthew 26:69 – 75, where Peter is denying ever knowing Jesus.
“A little later some of the other bystanders came over to Peter and said, “You must be one of them; we can tell by your Galilean accent.” Peter swore, “A curse on me if I’m lying – I don’t know that man!” And immediately the rooster crowed. Suddenly, Jesus’ words flashed through Peter’s mind: “Before the rooster crows, you will deny three times that you even know me.” And he went away, weeping bitterly.
Granted, denying your relationship with Christ is a lot different than JD yelling at Karla, but Peter’s emotions get the best of him, and he has instant regret.
The word I cant get over is “swore.” Peter swore. Not like, “oh, that damn cat.” But called down a curse on his own head. That is a powerful emotion, to get so wrapped up in the emotion of the moment that you call down a curse.
James writes in his first chapter that we should be “slow to speak.” The more I think about that, the more I realize how often my emotions dictate my words and how often that hurts those around me, as well as myself.
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