Words

Hello, all! Per usual, I have taken a few months' hiatus between posts, and I apologize for that. Believe me, it's not because the Lord has been quiet in my life, I've just failed to keep you guys updated. So much of what He's bringing me through now is so very case-specific, but this morning He's put such a universal topic on the table during our time together. Words.

One of the most difficult to control parts of our human nature can be our words. When our feathers get a little bit ruffled or we're having an off day, it seems only natural to just open our mouths and let come what may. Its easy to think that our rash responses or insensitive comments can just be shaken off by the person to whom they're directed. What I'm realizing, though, is that our words have a much bigger impact than we give them credit for. In the same breath, our words can be used to hurt or to heal, to tear down or to encourage, to breathe life or to kill.

Y'all, my prayer this morning is that I would take so seriously the power of my words. That I would use every breath I'm given to breathe life and love and Jesus into those around me. It's such a crucial part of our testimony, don't you think? To keep our witness intact, friends and coworkers need to see us as a source of joy and encouragement instead of a snide remark waiting to happen. They need to hear compassion when we speak, and they need to know that when we open our mouths, optimistic and enlivening words are on the way. Solomon wrote that "a gentle tongue is a tree of life, but perverseness in it breaks the spirit." Let's commit to being intentional with our words from this point on, y'all. Let's speak life.

Love to you,
Carrie