Tonight I go to my Life-Group. I look forward to it on a weekly basis, it gets me out of the house, I get to be with women of a like mind, and my 2 older kids get to go to youth group. It is a definite win win situation all around, because my husband and son get their time together. Tonight we are really getting started on a series that God has lead us to....The power of your words. The bible says that there is life and death in the power of your words, that you can bring curses and/or blessings from your words. We all know that we say things that we shouldn't say, but it makes you rethink everything when you realize that before God (no matter if you believe it or not) we will have to give an accounting of every word we have ever spoken (idle or not-angered-jealous-hurt-and so on). Wow! The thought of that almost makes me sick to my stomach sometimes for all the cruel and nasty things I have said over the years. I have been trying to think about what comes out of my mouth before it actually comes out, but we all know in traffic and when we see something super ignorant it is really hard to keep it behind the teeth.
I think about how much I was wounded by something that my dad said to me over 17 years ago and how it affected me until recently. He tore me down by one phrase, I know he never even thought twice about what he said, but it gravely wounded me. It affected every relationship I have had. A person that I had loved tore me up with one phrase...he cursed me and made me feel as less than nothing. He made me feel unloved and unlovable, that I was worthless and without value to him or anyone else and never would be. One phrase said in anger so many years ago, that broke a relationship, and shattered my self-esteem and worth. Only God was the one who healed me from it, and along with that has started a healing and mending in our relationship. It thrills me to give my dad a phone call and thrills me even more when I get one from him, our relationship is now mending on the positive things we say to one another and no longer do I focus on that negative phrase that he said to me so long ago.
Think about it next time when you idly say something to hurt and wound someone. It is not easily forgotten and can have a really dramatic effect on them and their life, even when you don't think so.
I think about how much I was wounded by something that my dad said to me over 17 years ago and how it affected me until recently. He tore me down by one phrase, I know he never even thought twice about what he said, but it gravely wounded me. It affected every relationship I have had. A person that I had loved tore me up with one phrase...he cursed me and made me feel as less than nothing. He made me feel unloved and unlovable, that I was worthless and without value to him or anyone else and never would be. One phrase said in anger so many years ago, that broke a relationship, and shattered my self-esteem and worth. Only God was the one who healed me from it, and along with that has started a healing and mending in our relationship. It thrills me to give my dad a phone call and thrills me even more when I get one from him, our relationship is now mending on the positive things we say to one another and no longer do I focus on that negative phrase that he said to me so long ago.
Think about it next time when you idly say something to hurt and wound someone. It is not easily forgotten and can have a really dramatic effect on them and their life, even when you don't think so.
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