Tongues

My last post I just let my tongue go, and had to ask forgiviness. Sunday I substituted in a youth Sunday school class and our lesson was the book of James. One part of living a "pure religion" is to "bridle our tongues." I asked a sister in our ward to bring her horse bridle and bit for the class (she trains horses). It was cool because I had not handled it before, but it was great to see the bit was two metal parts linked together and I actually pinched my hand. My tongue had "pinched" others ears/hearts and only time can  heal.
In our Spanish Relief Society, we had a lesson on gratitude and how we can gain happiness and recognize blessings for being gratiful. I asked a sister to translate my experience of saddness and frustration last week and how the Lord helped me see the blesses through being gratiful for the little things around us. Then half way through I was able to end with tears of joy and my teatimony in Spanish. I didn't think much on my testimony until later that night.  When I had thought I was sharing with the sisters that I could not sleep because I was upset, but failed to mention that my kids and I were actually sick.  I looked up the word I had used for sleep, but it was not "sueno". The Lord knew my heart and I used the  word "salud", which means health. At that quiet moment, I realized it truly was the gift of tongues and in a brief moment my tongue was bridled to the Lord's will. I do not expect this to happen again, so quickly, but pray to slowly progress in my calling as I study and focus on controling myself to be an instrument in the Lord's hands.