It’s Saturday morning, early before nine. Some of the neighborhood kids have already begun to explore and play. There are several within earshot and although I can’t hear all that they are sending back and forth, I can hear “Oh my God” repeated again and again.
That’s not much of a problem or anything worth noting to most people. But Christians might cringe. We have become so comfortable with colloquialisms that we rarely blush or blink. Television, print and modern radio has scaled up our ears and hardened us all to many things.
The ancient Jews so revered the name of God that they refused to write it out in script. They never spoke it aloud as they considered merely calling upon God to be serious and sacred. So did the early Christians.
I think moderns fit somewhere else on the scale. Our talk is often laced with witticisms, phrases we shoot out without thinking and more than a few empty words. We don’t give it a minute’s thought. And I hate to say it, but I’m in that group far too often.
I wonder what God thinks of it?
As I don’t really want to find out the answer the hard way, I think I’ll have to make a conscious effort to draw down on any loose talk coming out of me. James said that you cannot tame the tongue, but that you better bridle it. I’m getting out the tack right now. (James 3: 2 – 13).
Who hath ascended up into heaven, or descended? who hath gathered the wind in his fists? who hath bound the waters in a garment? who hath established all the ends of the earth? what is his name, and what is his son’s name, if thou canst tell?
Every word of God is pure: he is a shield unto them that put their trust in him. Add thou not unto his words, lest he reprove thee, and thou be found a liar. Two things have I required of thee; deny me them not before I die: Remove far from me vanity and lies: give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with food convenient for me: Lest I be full, and deny thee, and say, Who is the Lord? or lest I be poor, and steal, and take the name of my God in vain.
(Proverbs 30: 4 – 9)