For instance, yesterday I said AT LEAST three stupid things. I remember them every easily because they sounded stupid to me as soon as I said them. They were not meant to be hurtful but could have been interpreted that way. They were not an attempt to be funny or glib. I was just talking. They were words that escaped my mouth before my brain could create a filter and save me from certain embarrassment.
And let’s be honest, those are only the three statements that I’m aware of. How many more things did I say that were insensitive or hurtful and yet I have no idea?
I want, so very much, to be a person who speaks words of support, care and love. I desire more than anything to be a man who offers encouragement and warm thoughts every time I open my mouth. And, in my defense, as a rule I’m pretty good at this. But every day, at least once or twice, my memory fades and I swim into the same pattern: Open Mouth, Insert Foot.
It is as if I never learn that the bowl is round and perhaps I could swim a new direction.