While I was gone, I heard a story of two teens sitting next to each other sending text messages, or texting for short, during school. When asked why they were texting just inches away from each other, they said, "We don't want anyone to know what we're saying."
Now some of you may find texting rude (How hard would it be to just look at me instead of the Blackberry during a conversation?), dangerous (I hear you are four times more likely to be in an accident with a texter than a drunk driver) or technologically too much (What button do I push again?).
But the above story illustrates the greater problem. We've found just another way to sin: a new way to gossip and slander, an even more gentle way of sliding the knife into people's backs.
No one may ever see the "words" we type, but the poison fills our hearts and minds just the same, leaving a black stain on our soul. Or to paraphrase James 3:6, a treatise on the tongue: "No man can tame the keyboard. It is a restless evil, full of deadly poison."
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