My mom and dad lived in country of Turkey before I was born. That’s where my dad was stationed in the Air Force. I love hearing stories of their life and adventures there. I do internet searches on Turkey all the time. I found a interesting story about a crane from that region. I’m sure any of us would cringe at the thought of a mouth full of gravel. But a stone in the mouth can actually be desirable-at least that seems to be true for these cranes that inhabit the Taurus mountains of southern Turkey
These cranes tend to cackle a lot, especially while flying. All that noise gets the attention of eagles, who swoop down and seize them for a meal. The experienced cranes avoid this threat by picking up stones large enough to fill their mouths. This prevents them from cackling-and from becoming lunch for the eagles.
We too seem to have a problem with our mouths. I do sometimes. Yesterday was a perfect day for that. Right before church too. Shame on me! I’m not sure why but I just got very mouthy. When everything in my head was just saying shut up Derek. The writer of proverbs wrote, “He who guards his mouth preserves his life, but he who opens wide his lips shall have destruction.” (13:3). “A fool’s lips enter into contention, and his mouth calls for blows.”
I wonder how many of our troubles could be prevented if we would learn to control our tongues? How much of the heartache we cause others could be avoided if we would guard our speech! Ok I’m admitting it I sometimes have a problem with my mouth. Sometimes I just can’t keep it shut. I need help! Ok lord I’m asking for help on this one. Help me think before I speak. The move has gone well. We’ve got most of my stuff unpacked, it’s just getting everyting clean and organized now. It doesn’t look like Sanford and Son anymore at least. We're waiting for Bellsouth to get our computer outlet fixed. So until then I'm internet free, which has been killing me, but I will survive.