Deliver us from the strife of tongues

Deliver us from the strife of tongues
Wednesday, January 31, 2018 by Charlotte Snead

Experts strongly warn a blog referring to controversial topics—denominational references or politics—lest the writer be divisive. Despite the universal acclaim of the State of the Union speech—even CBS polled it at 75% approval—I won’t make specific remarks, but rather let’s talk about a larger concept.

My mother-in-law intensely disliked Joe’s aunt and criticized her constantly. They had considerable strife over grandparental favoritism; Mother felt her son was left out when the children were babies. Add to the mix that Mother’s son died when he was seven. I knew nothing about their long-ago controversy, before my time, but I loved Aunt Leslie. She took her husband’s parents into their small home, and she was always good to us. We visited her often, especially after she was widowed, and she always had something for our children.

I strove to avoid arguing with Mother, but I continually prayed: “God, deliver Aunt Leslie from the strife of tongues.” (A Scriptural prayer.) Also Scriptural is: “the curse causeless shall not come.” Mother lived with us, and despite her son, (my husband) continually exhorting forgiveness, she railed constantly about her sister-in-law, who had long since passed away.

This is background for my prayer for our President and his wife. Despite their many flaws—God gives us all do-overs, He is a Redeemer, after all—the constant barrage of criticism against them needs to stop. Join me as I pray that they would be delivered from the strife of tongues.

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Diana Sprout From West Virginia At 2/1/2018 3:47:57 PM

Love this....because it is scriptural and Godly advice. I'm praying with you.

Reply by: Charlotte S. Snead

Two agreed together--it shall be done!

Jesus only rebuked his disciples for lack of faith—oh, and not allowing the children to come to Him—saving his rebukes for religious leaders who were hypocrites. After feeding five thousand and then four thousand, how could his disciples fret over no bread on their sail across the lake? The Master could feed thirteen men if he had fed thousands! Yet I faltered over less than that last week.

My blog masters called me last Monday, asking if I knew my website was down. No. We worked all morning to discover why, knocking on closed doors. Word Press had closed my site, handing it off to another company. Me of little faith wept. I am launching a new book. A Place to Live came out last month and I’m in the midst of marketing it. All my marketing has the old website name on it. Didn’t God know this?

Of course He did, and by the end of the day my wonderful blog masters at Celebrity Web Design had a new one set up, one that I own: charlottesnead.com

How cool is that? Just my name. I didn’t even know I could do that. God can do exceeding abundantly. So I downloaded all my subscribers and notified them of the name change. Since that time, I have doubled them! Thank you, God. Like the father I cry out: I believe, Lord, help Thou mine unbelief. Forgive me.

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