The Whisper Within is not always nice.

“Ya, whatever! I gotta go.”

Yesterday, I abruptly ended a call with a love one. The bitter taste in my mouth stung like Tabasco sauce.

As I drove to pickleball, that conversation played like a broken record in my mind, justifying my position.

While playing pickleball, as the ball flew in my direction, my thoughts darted all over the place. I was right. I deserve to be angry.

But did I? Nope!

These thoughts may have been my own, but maybe it was the devil’s evil scheme to cause a wedge between me and my love one, or maybe it was The Whisper Within, the Holy Spirit, convicting me of my sin.

The game was over. I felt convicted.

I quickly texted my love one. I hate it when we disagree and fight.

This morning, I read my devotion:

“Where do I need to rest from walking in the heat of the day? I imagine my face kissed by the light of the Lord. Where do I need to turn my eyes to Jesus again?”

I realize my shortcomings. I never said I’m sorry. I just said, “I hate when we disagree and fight.”

I was convicted once again. 

Sometimes, the Whisper Within, the Holy Spirit, has the job of not being nice.

I want all my interactions to be kissed by the light of the Lord. When I fall short, I want to be quick to ask for forgiveness. How about you?

I know I can’t do it on my own because sometimes I may fall short. That’s why I am grateful for the Whisper Within who not only guides me, but sometimes convict me.

“If you are angry, don’t sin by nursing your grudge. Don’t let the sun go down with you still angry—get over it quickly.”Ephesians 4:26