“Words kill, words give life; they’re either poison or fruit- you choose.”
Proverbs 18:21
I’m not frequently at a loss for words. They just may not always be the right word for that moment. As I mature (really?) I find myself with a bleeding tongue more and more or at least taking a moment to think through what I really want to say or write instead of throwing up any conglomeration of words.
In the last 24 hours I have had awkward conversations. I have endured painful purposeful silences. I have spoken courageously and confidently. I have tried to write and faced severe writer’s block.
At any time I could have replied with some snarky comeback, lashed out with bullying, “put them in their place words”, a condescending, crushing phrase, or worst for me, just not done anything at all.
The Master of Grace stepped in again and He proposed thankfulness. So, in all those moments of tough communication I actually feel like I chose the right thing. I chose thankfulness. And instead of feeling embarrassment, resentment, anger, confusion, or frustration I feel good and at peace.
“Be cheerful no matter what; pray all the time; thank God no matter what happens.This is the way God wants you who belong to Christ Jesus to live.”
I Thessalonians 5: 16-18
The Rabid Mime 