Journey of the Mind
I’ve always been in love with words. I can remember as a child, before I learned to read, rolling words around on my tongue, savoring the flavor of the sounds.
Words are powerful. Words can be used for good or evil.
As a writer, teacher and speaker, I search to capture just the right word with just the right nuance in whatever project I’m working on. I’m a wordsmith.
Proverbs 25:11 “Like apples of gold in pictures of silver is a word spoken in right circumstances.”
God’s Word is absolute truth.
II Timothy 3:16 “All Scripture is given by inspiration of God and is profitable for correction, instruction, for training in righteousness.”
Some words inspire. Others do incredible harm. Words can be used to browbeat, control and manipulate.
Ephesians 4:29 “Let no unwholesome word proceed from your mouth, but only such a word as is good for edification according to the need of the moment, so that it will give grace to those who hear.”
Some words are bad.
Yes, it’s true. I teach school and I know this for a fact.
Some words are whiny.
My mother has a favorite saying that applies to the words we choose. Ever heard this: “Cant’s a coward too lazy to try”?
Some words are sad.
This phrase strikes me as particularly sad—“what might have been.”
If you don’t believe me, check out the Little Texas video of their hit song “What Might Have Been.” Makes me cry every time.
Some words require a great deal of courage to speak and/or to write. Truth, whether personal or universal, requires a cost. Vulnerability. Rejection or in its most extreme form, death. Most of us are often unwilling to pay the price for truth.
As a person who loves words, I have also been called “good with words.” The flip side of this gift is the ability to also misuse the gift I’ve been given. To hedge the truth if I fear the cost, to control, to get my way, to manipulate, etc . . .
The words must be submitted to the Word-Giver. Surrendered to His control.
Daily. Hourly. Minute by minute.
Like my projects, I am a work in progress. And God will not leave me as I am. This is my prayer:
Psalm 19:4 “Let the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart, be acceptable in Your sight, O Lord.”
And finally, my favorite kind of words.
Some words are fun. They make me smile when I see them. They fill me with an inexplicable joy in the saying of them. I’m not sure why I like these words so much except the onomatopoeia sounds amuse me.
Here’s a partial list of my fun words:
- Abu Dhabi
Say them five times fast and see if they don’t make you smile, too.
What are some of your favorite words? Brave words? Good words? Fun words?
No need to share the bad words—remember, I teach school.