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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.”
So they took branches of palm trees and went out to meet him, crying out, "Hosanna! Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord, even the King of Israel!" John 12:13
Dear Lord Jesus,
Just as palm branches were waved before you 2000 years ago, may we bow before you now, not merely as a temporal savior, but rather as an eternal King. Open our eyes to more and more of who your are so that we may have hearts that praise you every day, until we finally see you face to Face. Amen.