That’s me.  I am a blabbermouth.  But, the only secrets I share are my own.  In “Choosing Life,” I told you that it was not a tell-all book.  I told only enough to paint a picture, only enough to show desperation, only enough to show that my path was on a downward spiral.  And then God stepped in and turned my story upside-down.  My hope is that someone will be encouraged by my story.  At the time, I felt that I was alone and that I was the only one burdened by a dysfunctional family.  My hope is that others will know that they are not alone and that a sliver lining really does exist.

As a young woman, the husband of one of my friends told her that I was naive.  Any criticism is worth it’s weight in gold if it directs us to correct a weakness in our lives.  My choice was to turn to the wisest man who ever lived to teach me understanding.  Solomon wrote the book of Proverbs, a treasure trove of common sense.  Unfortunately for me, there are dozens of proverbs about me, the blabbermouth.

Proverbs 13:3 says “He who guards his lips guards his life, but he who speaks rashly will come to ruin.”  Proverbs 17:28 says “Even a fool is thought wise if he keeps silent, and discerning if he holds his tongue.”  Proverbs 18:1 “A fool finds no pleasure in understanding, but delights in airing his own opinions.”  To make matters worse, now that I am an LOC (LOC = Little Old Chick;  LOD = Little Old Dude), I can get away with saying almost anything I want.  And I have tons of opinions.  I have to pray a lot for God to set a guard over my mouth.  Now that guard has to watch my fingers on the keyboard, too.