This is SO true! My dad and I do things together, my mom and I talk together.
When I get back from hanging out with girlfriends, Jeremy asks what we did. When I tell him we talked... for 3 hours... he can hardly believe that was enjoyable let alone really fun!
Recently I've been much more conscious that sometimes our female-secret-sharing, although necessary and beautiful, can sneak up on us gals and make "sharing time" turn into "over-sharing time."
How do we define gossip? What is too much?
Where is "the line" drawn where restraint is shown and we don't say the next nugget of information we have??
I think part of the answer is when it's no longer helpful or good.
I see this when people (not excluding myself, of course) talk about their spouses or boyfriends. Why share about that incident? Why do I need to know this? Is it helpful or good to me?
OR when we talk about someone else's relationships or decisions. We examine their lives like it's our job to judge or fix or correct. I have that pit-of-the-stomach feeling from some word vomit today that was not helpful in any way towards anyone. Thank to Lord for grace & forgiveness.
We need to share our secrets. We need to bond the way we bond best! But I think we need to also learn to be quiet. Learn to be ok with having some secrets to ourselves and not having a vocal opinion on everything.
I'm learning this. Learning slowly.
"Avoid godless chatter, because those who indulge in it will become more and more ungodly."
2 TImothy 2:16
With love from San Dimas,
Paige
























