Loud speech, low speech…I’ve never really thought about that.
Hahaha, sorry, today’s meditation was funny.
I wasn’t around enough people to study whether I talk to loud or too soft, or whether other people do.
My dad had a booming voice…
Tonight I’m having a conversation with Jesus around the fire.
We’re not saying much, we’re hungry.
It’s Day Eleven and I’m tired. Saying thank you all the time has worn me out – but nicely.
I have no energy to think anything but good thoughts.
And not speaking too much. That disturbs me, when I think I’ve spoken too much.
“When words are many, transgression is not lacking, but whoever restrains his lips is prudent”. (Proverbs 10:19)