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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 when Paul had seen the vision, immediately we sought to go on into Macedonia, concluding that God had called us to preach the gospel to them. Acts 16:10
Dear Lord,
Cause your word and Spirit to direct our steps into the places in which you want us to share your good news. Make our hearts both attentive and obedient. Bless others through us as we shine your light and speak your name. Amen.