“Oh the joys of those who do not follow the advice of the wicked, or stand around with sinners, or join in with mockers. But they delight in the law of the Lord, meditating on it day and night. They are like trees planted along the riverbank, bearing fruit each season. Their leaves never wither and they prosper in all they do. -Psalm 1:1-3
Sitting in a parent meeting with tension building, suddenly it happened. My lips began to part and that darned old mouth fell open with words abundantly rushing free. Then it hit. What did I say?
Where did that even come from?
My need to contribute.
The hype in the air could certainly do without my “opinion”. But here it goes. Mouth open, words in motion.
Now there are times when speaking up is a must. Like when wrong is really happening and vocal responses are needed to stand up for truth. But this wasn’t one of those times.
It also wasn’t a time of friends just chatting having fun gigg’n each other.
This was one of those hypothetical fear mountains that occur when moms get together and presume they understand what is going on so they hoist their banner of “knowledge” (exaggerated worst case scenarios) up the look-out for crisis pole.
I’ve been thinking about the hype that builds from this type of conversation. Hype that is purely speculation where little relevance truly exist, but the urge to jump on the bandwagon is strong.
After really giving it some thought… I’ve come to realize my participation in them isn’t so wise and often leaves me feeling rather stupid by my reactions. This counts for group gatherings, as well as, words typed on social media.
First, the worry caused from many of the extreme opinions isn’t worth the loss of sleep. So many times the fears that come up are irrational and unrealistic. Some of the hype exchanges I’ve heard, have left me worried for days; when the truth arrives, there was no need for concern at all.
Second, contributing to the dialogue can add not only to gossip, but in the end makes me feel and look foolish. Holding my tongue would be the wisest idea and wouldn’t build on to someone else’s fear.
Third, waiting and researching for accurate and educated information allows me to make smart choices and decisions that will help not only me and my family, but also encourage those around me to do so as well. Listening and participating in conversations of exaggerated stories tends to lead down a trail of confusion and doubt.
So how do I go about avoiding fear hungry conversations?
The phrase, “Don’t feed the bear” comes to mind. In other words, if I don’t contribute in the discussions of doom, or if I even walk away from them, I’m not encouraging them.
I really want my words to encourage and not tear down others, but there are times when it is best, just to hold my tongue completely.