Sometimes I have very little to say. This never fails to surprise the folks around me. Why? Because they know me as a talker. I even talk to myself. It helps me focus. There is just something comforting about hearing my thoughts softly tumble out of me. Sometimes I give myself a little cheer. Or I am quoting the word under my breath.

However that's not always me.  I pull back silently. Almost invisible to my surroundings and the people in them.  Conversations go on around me. I don't nod or speak. I watch. I learn. I listen. 

This you know, my beloved brethren. But everyone must be quick to hear, slow to speak and slow to anger;--James 1:19

I become still to gain control over my emotions. I go quiet when I am challenged. But it's my personality to defend myself verbally. Believe me I am good at it and could debate a debater. But I choose not to nowadays. I choose silence. Becoming an audience of one I watch my God's defense of me.

No weapon that is formed against you will prosper; And every tongue that accuses you in judgment you will condemn. This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD, And their vindication is from Me," declares the LORD.--Isaiah 54:17


Sometimes the words locked behind my lips frustrate me and I cry.  But the Father comforts me and my silence becomes golden. He whispers in my ear in a still small voice. Sharing His treasures. Giving me love, hope, peace and joy. And oh yes sweet victory.


"But the LORD is in His holy temple. Let all the earth be silent before Him."--Habakkuk 2:20


We can't take our words back. So sometimes it best to keep them. Be blessed in the glory of His presence.