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Respite For the Weary
Words. Choice words.
Words can hurt, words can heal.
Words can tear down, words can build up.
Death and life are in the power of the tongue. Pr. 18:21
In heated relational situations, is my tongue like a machete that swings with vast and defining blows? Or is it like a surgeon’s scalpel, that makes a small and accurate incision for the purpose of healing and hope?
Words. Choice words.
Words can destroy, words can restore.
Words can confuse, words can infuse.
Words can deform, words can transform.
“Lord, help me with my words. Make my words, Your words. May I pause and pray and hear Your voice telling me what to say, and what not to say. Set a guard over my mouth, Lord; keep watch over the door of my lips (Ps 141:3). I only want to speak words that heal, build up, infuse, create, and transform.
Words. Yes, O God, I want to speak…
Your choice words.”
And (Moses) cried to the Lord, and the Lord showed him a log, and he threw it into the water, and the water became sweet. Exodus 15:25
Dear Lord,
Thank you for your sweet provision in the midst of sometimes bitter circumstances. As we walk through trials, open our eyes to your goodness and grace. Bless us with your perspective and help us to savor it. Today, may we taste and see that you are good (Psalm 34:8). In Jesus' Name, Amen.