John 1:1
Bishop Porter preached a sermon once about how the tongue was a weapon of mass destruction. I recall laughing and nodding in agreement when he first said it. The tongue, this small little organ that we all take for granted could be as powerful as a weapon designed to destroy lives. It was funny in the moment not for its comedic value, but because of its truth. The tongue is indeed a weapon of mass destruction. That is of course if we allow it to be.
Our tongue is completely controllable. We decide what we say. We decide when and how we say it. We decide if our words will be sweet as honey or as bitter as the juice of a lemon. We decide if the words we say will be restorative and loving or destructive and filled with hate. We decide, but how many of us truly consider the things that we say?
We say things like "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me", but then we go ahead and use words as insults. We use words as canons, missiles, and tanks to destroy those that we have disagreements with, those that we haven't bothered to know, and even those that we swear we love. Where is God in the span of angry words that are said to your daughter, your son, your husband, or your wife? Do we forget to remember that we live by every word that comes from God and that our words should mirror His? His words are truth. His words are a lamp unto our feet and a light unto our path. How can our words then be weapons of mass destruction? How can they be so different from His if we represent Him? Could it be that our words are so hurtful because we forgot to remember how to speak the words of God?
Adayinthelife :-)
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