corrupting words

I have been thinking back over difficult times in my life, and I realized something that I can see today, that I couldn’t see when I was going through it, even ten or twenty years later. God was my advocate then, I can see that now as I am able to see more of the bigger picture. He was strengthening my foundation and making me more secure, even though at the time it didn’t seem like it. My heart smote me, because how many times have I complained about what I was going through to God, and how many times have I charged Him with wrongdoing or not caring? Let no corrupt word proceed out of my mouth, because I do not know what the day (or year, or decade) will hold, and whether His love for me will be proven in the end. As I believe it always will be. ♥