Lately I have been thinking alot about words and how they affect not only the speaker but the people around them even if the words were not geared towards that person. I will be the first to admit that I have a HUGE mouth and my sensor does not always work. Luckily I live in a country that allows me to speak my mind which sometimes might be better if I did not. I made a comment at a friend last week who now is not speaking to me. I feel like scum and want to make things better but I don't see it happening soon. My words were not mean words but were said in a mean way. Again my words got in the way. I apologized but it was too late. My words were a problem and now I need to deal with the consequences.
Several months ago I was going through a rough time with transitioning due to church situations. I was not really sure where to go or what God needed me to do. I made a comment out of frustration expressing myself. Someone who I had not realized was listening heard and now they don't want to give me monthly sponsorship…. Again my words were not intended how I meant them and are coming to bite me…..
Notice my pattern… I often laugh about words because I have an 'adopted' family from England and what a word means here is not what it means there and vice versa.. We have had many great laughs learning what the other person means by their words…If I asked for chips at their house I would get fries which to me is still amusing… Words carry different meanings and actions..
Today it was my turn to get counseled in class and again words came into place…. I sat in front of my classmates and spilled some of my guts a very vulnerable action. I talked about my current frustration at raising support and seeming to get no where.. Again using my words to express myself and current situation. I discussed the lack of support from people I expected some from…I brought up my frustration in being told I was stupid for selling my car if need be. I have a vision and plan and NOTHING, NO ONE will get in my way….well maybe God but he's calling me on this one… My words were heard by my classmates and the encouragement and love and support were amazing… My one classmate even handed me a support donation to 'prime the pump"… It was yet another realization that I am following God and being called to this.. My words were heard and it became positive!!
Words are so much more powerful that I had ever imagined but yet words are necessary for life. Vital words like food and water can not be survived without.. Words like help need to be heard and acted upon.. Words like Faith, Love, and Hope make a great difference in the world. These three words are etched into my bedroom wall and remind me what my life is and what I am called to do. I don't want to lead a life of ordinary means. I want a unique life created by God and fufilled to serve his need and presence on earth. Words I spoke in class and was told that I am ahead of most people and at my age that is good.
Words are what I need to spend more focus on. I need to watch my words and reflect on how they can/will affect others. My words are powerful and I want them to be a positive expression in the world. My words will bring others to know Jesus and serve God. My words will show love, support, and compassion.. My words will be used to serve God and not myself….. My words are part of my mission and my mission is to reflect God into the world… I am salt and light!!! and always will be!!!
