Sticks and Stones

“Don’t gobblefunk around with words.”  – Roald Dahl, The BFG

Words. Large, small, beautiful, nonsensical. Intelligent Magical. Whimsical. Inspiring. Irrational. Thoughtless. Angry. Destructive. Words.

Is there a greater force? Our words have the power to cripple a person in our path. Our words have the power to heal and build bridges. And our words are the products of the fires we kindle in our souls, whether bright and beautiful or uncontained and catastrophic. And really, that’s the true issue. It’s our hearts. Every person on the planet makes daily choices about what to fill up and pack down and revisit in their hearts. And from those choices, spring other choices. What we fill up with spills out. Our input determines our outflow.

Today I have attempted to avoid social media when I could, because of the venom spilling out of all types of people. It spewed from some sources that did not surprise me. But it also spewed from some places and some people I didn’t expect. And it made me sad. I found myself trying to wipe their words off my body like an unforeseen, sticky cobweb.  That stupid cobweb becomes permanent body art. Our words are the same. Once said, they can never be unsaid. Once heard, they are often never forgotten. We should all take that extra 30 seconds to consider our motive before we put it out there. I say that as I’m typing a dumb blog. The irony is not wasted on me, I assure you.

I’ve been thinking a lot about words, and not just because of social media and current events. I’ve been thinking about words because I love them and I understand their raw power. And because I write and I know I need to be discerning.

but no human being can tame the tongue. It is a restless evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless our Lord and Father, and with it we curse people who are made in the likeness of God. 10 From the same mouth come blessing and cursing. My brothers, these things ought not to be so.  – James 3:8-10

Every person on the planet makes daily choices about what to fill up and pack down and revisit in their hearts. I make these choices too. I’ve got to think about that more. I’ve got to do better about that.

If I get that part right, the rest will follow.






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