Meditations from Zion

John 8:44b
“…When he lies, he speaks his native language, for he is a liar and the father of lies.”

There is nothing good that comes from a lie. I know this. And yet, how often have I exaggerated a tale in the name of entertainment or passed good gossip with a tiny embellishment.

I stand convicted. And now, I must expose this dark area of my soul. I am ashamed. I have been speaking in my “native tongue.” I have used the language of the enemy.

Lying, particularly the small lies and avoidances and omissions, comes too easily. I also see it in my kids. It pains me when I just “know” they are only telling a half-truth which makes it a lie. But am I any better really?

Lord, forgive me. Guard my lips this day. Guard my mouth. Guard my soul.