St. Paul’s United Church                                           Sunday, September 13, 2009

 

Taming our Tongues! Rev. David Mundy

Proverbs 1:20-33                                                                      James 3:1-12

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It must be a dozen years ago or more that I took my car to the muffler shop and then looked around to see where I would spend the next hour while they did the work. Since the muffler place was at a busy intersection, it will come as no surprise that there was a doughnut shop nearby, one of a chain with the initials Tim and Horton.

 

I knew that my morning newspaper, a cup of coffee, and an apple fritter would get me through my wait but I never got around to reading. Instead I was entertained by a couple at a nearby table. Almost from the moment I sat down I was aware that they were not what you would describe as a happy pair. In fact, I discovered, as did virtually everyone else seated in the shop, that they were formerly a couple, rather than currently a couple.

 

She was definitely more expressive, shall we say, than he was and she managed to cover a lot of territory in a relatively short period of time. We heard about how difficult it was to survive financially since the breakup which had occurred several years before. She thoroughly critiqued his skills as a parent when he had custody of their teenage children and she had a little left over for his current partner.

 

He kept up his attempts to get to the issue that had brought them together in what was probably meant to be a neutral and public location, but she was obviously more than willing to carry the conversation. I looked around at one point and noticed that hardly anyone else was talking and it might have been my imagination but it seemed as though everybody was leaning toward this one conversation.

                                   

Since that morning years ago I have noticed how often conversations in these sorts of settings tend toward the nasty and the vindictive. People are on break from work and they are into the office politics while chewing on their french fries. If you were asked what body part can do more damage, a tongue or a fist you’re initial response might be the fist, but honestly that might not be true. The tongue is a muscle and its impact can be far more devastating than the force behind a physical punch. Ask the staff of women’s shelters about the power of the tongue to demean and degrade a person.

 

Did you notice that the passage from the letter called James was about the effects of a nasty tongue this morning?  During these few weeks of September our epistle or letter readings will be from this book of James, whose authorship is a bit of a mystery, even though the book bears the name of a particular person. Tradition says that this James was the brother of Jesus, which is curious because Jesus is only mentioned twice in the letter. I have grown fond of James through the years with its emphasis on practical down-to-earth faith. Last week’s reading asks a series of probing questions:

 

What good is it, my brothers and sisters, if you say you have faith but do not have works? Can faith save you? If a brother or sister is naked and lacks daily food, and one of you says to them “Go in peace, keep warm and eat your fill, and yet you do not supply their bodily needs, where is the good of that? So faith by itself, if it has no works, is dead.

 

There is an edginess to James that can make us a little uncomfortable and demands our action as Christians. Today’s reading asks us to remember that the way we speak and the language we use can be very powerful, both for good and for evil. James refers to a nasty tongue as “a restless evil, full of deadly poison.”

 

James also uses several interesting metaphors to point out that the tongue may be small but it is mighty. There is the bridle in the horse’s mouth, and the rudder on a sailing ship. The final image of a spark which starts a forest fire probably strikes a chord with people living in California and British Columbia who have seen wildfires rage through their regions this summer, threatening homes and livelihoods.

 

How important is language to our everyday lives? “Actions speak louder than words” we sometimes say, but often speech is a form of action. We take for granted the ability to communicate with one another through speech, although as we hear a young child form his or first words we are filled with delight. When someone loses the gift of speech through a stroke or some other debilitating event we are aware of how restricted life can be without the ability to communicate through words.

 

Now that we are losing our arrogance about other living creatures we are realizing that humans aren’t alone in being able to communicate through fairly complex sounds and there are animals such as chimps and parrots which are capable of learning English words and stringing them together in sentences. But it does seem to be humans alone who are able to use language as a tool to build up and unite, as well as a weapon to tear down and destroy.

 

A few moments ago I used the word “evil” to describe the negative effects of speech and you may have wondered if that wasn’t a bit strong. Consider, though, the potential for words to undermine relationships. To use this metaphor of the tongue, I will offer you three different ways in which words can be destructive. They are the

 

Angry Tongue

 

Complaining Tongue

 

Gossiping Tongue

                       

During the summer I spoke on anger and the way angry speech can be hurtful and blaming. It can also become a daily way of being, in we are not careful, rather than an occasional outburst. Unfortunately some of you have lived in relationships where you are constantly in a defensive mode because of the critical words of someone you want to trust and love.            

 

The complaining tongue is powerful as well. James seemed to realize that complaining is contagious and nasty the way a virus can be. We are all concerned about the possible effects of the H1N1 virus this Fall. Complaining can be the deadly pandemic of Christian communities: once it gets started it is difficult to get the spiritual hygiene in place to stop it. If one person starts complaining, it tends to spread. Earlier this summer one of our daughters came home from work and mentioned that she dealt with a customer who seemed intent on complaining about what seemed to be a minor concern. She commented that one “hard-core” complainer could affect the tone of the whole day.

 

Then there is gossip. Gossip is so tempting because it gives us a feeling of power to be “in the know.” But of course gossip is rumour and conjecture. It doesn’t have to be accurate or truthful and often it is absurdly wrong. We know the phrase “If you can’t say something nice about someone, don’t say anything at all” and every once in a while I do the funeral for a person who I’m told never uttered an unkind word about anyone. Those people are truly a rarity. You might remember that in the movie Steel Magnolias one of the characters who haunted the local hair salon offered “If you can’t say something nice about someone, come sit next to me!” That twist on the old axiom is funny, but gossip isn’t. Gossip is cowardly and nasty because the gossipers rarely have the courage to address the subject face-to-face.

 

If we agree that anger and complaint and gossip aren’t God’s intention for our lives, then how do we tame our tongues?  The good news is that having a care about our speech is one of the most straightforward ways of changing our lives for good, and for Christ.

 

We need to be thoughtful in the way we use language, appreciating that our words can be the rudder that steers us toward right relationships and healing. Last November I went to an exhibit in Washington, D.C. which anticipated the 200th anniversary of the birth of American president Abraham Lincoln. As I’m sure you know, Lincoln was considered a great orator, holding audiences spellbound by his speeches. I discovered that Lincoln didn’t simply have “the gift of the gab.” He was so aware of the effect of words that he often agonized over his addresses, writing and rewriting until he had penned what he really wanted to say. In this day of often careless, throwaway words, we can be reminded that what we say matters. We don’t have to write speeches that affect the course of a nation, but our words matter.

 

We can also cultivate what we might term the encouraging tongue. Often one of the first words children say is “no” because they hear it so often as a necessary warning about their activities. The challenge is to figure out how our use of words can be an emphatic “yes” in our interactions with others, whatever age they might be. What if we all committed ourselves to one act of verbal encouragement and gratitude in each day?

 

I began with a story this morning, so I’ll end with one as well, although this one is more recent. In August I stopped in to see our oldest member who turned 103 years old on September first, an amazing woman who can still carry on a conversation. And what a tongue she has on her – in a good way! She is one of the most gracious people I have ever experienced, always pouring out praise for the people who care for her and for family and friends.  I told her what a good person she is and she responded by telling me that she was shaped by a loving, Christian family, and that life has been filled with goodness – she can’t think of anything to complain about.

 

Now, this is a woman who is now shaped like a question mark because of arthritis and she can’t hear very well. She is old enough to remember both world wars. She suffered the death of her beloved husband and a son. But that old tongue of hers can’t waggle out a complaint. I find her tremendously inspiring and an encouragement to be a better person of faith. I don’t know if she has ever read the book of James, but she certainly lives the message.

 

We can all tame our tongues and become people of encouragement and hope in Christ’s name. This is worth saying!