“When my way seems too hard, Lord, it really isn’t. You are with me. When my load feels too heavy, it’s not. You carry it. When my heart feels like it’s breaking into pieces, it isn’t. You are molding me. When I feel overwhelmed by the pressures of life, I’m really not. I’m at rest in you. You keep me in perfect peace when I trust in you, when all of my thoughts are fixed upon you. Letting go of who I have always believed myself to be, I reach for who you have created me to be. Starved for lasting joy and peace, I’m now ready to reach for the life and purpose you have chosen for me. Moving to the edge of what I have never had the courage to allow, I launch into the depths of what has been my uncertainty. One breath and one moment at a time, you form me, you fire me, and you fill me.”

Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Words


Words

The words of the reckless pierce like swords, but the tongue of the wise brings healing.
—Proverbs 12:18 (NIV)

My child, be careful with your words. Reckless speech can pierce a heart. Don’t say the first thought that comes to mind. Consider cautiously whether those words shall injure or inspire—whether they shall inflame or calm. The tongue has the power of life and death. Speak life. Always life. Ask for my wisdom. I give it to you without hesitation. Speak wisely. My wisdom imparted to a hurting soul has the power to heal a broken heart and the power to heal a broken spirit. My wisdom is pure. It gives peace. Genuine and sincere, it is willing to yield to others. Full of loving-kindness, it has no doubts and does not pretend to be something it is not. Words of wisdom and truth endure forever. Words spoken without truthful and wise consideration last only for a moment. They have no power to heal or restore. Never lie to impress. A deceitful tongue speaks death. It crushes the spirit. But my wisdom, spoken in gentle truth, is a tree of life. It soothes and heals. It gives purpose and fulfillment to a life that yearns for meaning. Child, I long to speak through you. Seek my heart and my wisdom. Then choose your words prayerfully and carefully. I wish to heal a broken heart through you.

—Form Me, Fire Me, Fill Me
© Lynn Lacher 2017
www.lynnlacher.com


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