By: Carolyn Arends/Christianity Today
Recently, rushing late to my son’s orthodontic appointment, I missed a critical left turn. Much to my surprise, I exhaled a “bad” word by our family’s standards. (Please understand, dental receptionists don’t suffer tardiness lightly, and my punctuality track record isn’t strong.)
“Mom!” exclaimed my children.
“What?” I stammered, feigning innocence, and adding the sin of deception to strong language.
Apparently my mother was right all along. One sin leads to another. And we shouldn’t use bad words.