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Talk: more or less?



Have you noticed that the more you grow closer to the Lord, the less talking you do?  I’ve noticed this in my life.  Have you noticed it in yours?



For example:  I find out that God hates grumbling, so I stop grumbling.



Then, I find out that God hates gossip, so I stop gossiping.



I also discovered that it is easier to let the small annoyances go, so I don’t say anything.  (Which prompted to blog about this subject.)



Are you possibly quieter, more peaceful so you don’t feel the need to talk as much?



Or you pray and silently talk to God more, so we don’t have to talk out loud.  i.e. telling Him our problems, concerns, etc instead of talking to people?



Are we praising more instead of talking?



Spending more time with Him than with people?



Am I correct? 





And, when you talk, has your conversation or words changed? 





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  1. "When words are many, sin is not absent, but he who holds his tongue is wise."

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