Conflict – Proverbs 15:1
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A gentle answer deflects anger,
but harsh words make tempers flare.
Proverbs 15:1 (New Living Translation
A gentle answer turns away wrath,
but a harsh word stirs up anger.
Proverbs 15:1 (New International Version)
A gentle response defuses anger, but a sharp tongue kindles a temper-fire.
Proverbs 15:1 (The Message)
Thank-you for this uplifting Bible Verse. I really needed it!!!! It’s hard to remember when an arguement is taking place, to keep your witts about you & stay calm.9 times out of 10 anger overcomes & the words that are spoken cut deep into your soul. And it’s hard to take them back. Words are like a two edge sword, They cut from one side to the other & it feels like you’ll never recover from the sting of them. But, I have found the best thing to do is to turn, walk away, stop & take a deep breath & take time to think about what the arguement is all about & to pray for guidence that the next words coming from my mouth are words of comfort & apologies. Doesn’t matter who said what or why, only that it can be resolved peacefully. Thank-you, so much for this!!! God Bless You!!!
In reading this, this poem came to mind immediatedly. Hopefully it will bring peace into lives, where it is needed. Thanks to publisher of this site, for rendering such a beautiful service to all, who will come to the table.
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There I go again,
saying something hurtful.
Your eyes take on that downward cast,
tears forming in the corner of those eyes
that I love so much.
Why am I such a fool,
in not thinking before I speak?
I pray this night for strength to hold my tongue
should I render hurtful words to my very special one.
The one who is my friend, my caretaker, my lover,
when no one cared for me.
One who stood at my side,
when I no longer believed in myself.
Firmly did you stand your ground in defense of me,
against all others.
Why cannot I do the simplest of things,
in holding my tongue,
and stupid anger toward the one,
of whom has given so much to me?
Please Lord, give me the self-discipline in my words,
to be the one with whom this special person at my side,
fell in love.
Let me not forget that this love can be taken away
on my part through hurt.
At whom, then, can I be angry, except myself,
when the one I love is no longer mine?
Thank you Lord, for helping me to see my shortcomings,
and giving me a chance to change.
Lord, protect me from my hurtful tongue.
how sweet, and how true. this poem was very inspirational, ty very much!!!!