I love words.
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Because I love words so much, I use them. A lot. I'm what many call talkative (the polite ones, anyway). And it's amazing what comes out of my mouth. Good, bad, indifferent. Things I wish I could engrave in stone. Words I would do anything take back. Lies. Half-truths. Insults. Words meant to hurt. Those meant to heal. Wonderful words. Worthless ones.
Yet, I am God's child: a witness to and for Him on earth. And what I say to some folks is exactly how they will perceive my God. Someone once said something like this: "You are the only Bible some people will ever read."
God wants me--all of His children, actually--to be His spokesman. But what kind of an advertisement are we for Him when we speak words that harm, when we lie, when our words are worthless? I would rather NOT be God's spokesman if my words aren't worthy.
Yet, those who know I am His--especially skeptics--will see me that way.So I must speak worthy words so I can be a worthy spokesman for the One who has done all for me.
And so I pray...
May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer. Psalm 19:14 NIVI hope this is your prayer as well.
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