“The human tongue is a furnace in which the temper of our souls is daily tried. And in this matter you command us to be continent…You know how I have cried to you from the depths of my heart, how I have wept floods of tears because of this difficulty…Purify [my mind and my mouth] of all rash speech and falsehood.” St. Augustine
“The tongue is also a fire,” wrote St. James. “It exists among our members as a world of malice, defiling the whole body and setting the entire course of our lives on fire, itself set on fire by Gehenna.”
If a saint sheds tears over his “incontinent” tongue, why haven’t I shed more over mine?
I think I know the answer, but I don’t like it.
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