“Say something”...this phrase can often be heard reverberating through our heads. Opportunities sometimes come and go in a fleeting second. Although words fail and at times actions speak louder than words. Sometimes our lives our muffled and drowned out in the mundane routine and there arises a need for our voices to be heard. There must be something powerful in vocalizing the combination of simple characters, consonants and vowels.
Crowds press forward together, eyes focused on one individual. Those not present have their ears perked up. All listening anxiously anticipating words revolutionized streaming over the sounds waves.
Hearts racing, their thoughts running a million miles an hour and in a second one phrase alter and marry two to a change in fate and fortuity.
In an opportune moment one emphatically takes a stance and with grandiose prolixity a judgment is ruled.
Looking up he clings to the hope of hearing one single word, to treasure, to hold onto throughout the years.
In one single moment hurt builds hate and in another lives shatter, a consequence of a fragmented exchange.
Remember the words. Remember what they said.
Debate and dispute. Discuss and muse. The verbiage exudes and seeps into every crevice of our being. Edifying, dehumanizing, enlightening, instructing, comforting, destroying or preserving.
When my father passed all I wanted was to hear his voice. That is something I will never forget on that day my mother told me my father had passed away. I remember crying saying and thinking I wish I could just hear him talk, say something, just one more time.
There is power, life and death in our words. Who are we inspiring or are we just conspiring against ourselves and others with what we say?
As this year winds down and yet another one rolls around. Let our words comfort, encourage, motivate and bring life.
John 1:1-4 (MSG/NLT) The Word was first, the Word present to God. The Word was God, in readiness for God from day one...The Word gave life to everything...and his life brought light to everyone.
