This morning as I read about words and the power that our tongue holds, I was convicted of my own words and how I often use them against the ones that I love the most.
Through the words that I speak, my tongue holds the power of death and life.
Sounds a bit much, doesn’t it?
Oh, but it’s not.
With my tongue I can tear down or build up every relationship in my life.
The relationships that I cherish and hold dear to my heart can begin to crumble when I use negative, critical, rash words. When I speak lies instead of the truth, I cannot be trusted. When I berate and yell out my frustrations out of anger.
With my tongue, I can bring such harm to my friends, to my family, to my husband and to my children.
But at the same time, my tongue can be used to bring life.
These same relationships that I cherish and hold dear can blossom when I use wise, loving, kind, honest words. When I use my words to lift up and encourage the spirits of those around me, my relationships with them will grow into more than I could imagine.
As I go about my day today, I am dwelling on this and praying for wisdom in how I use my words. I am praying for ways to use my words to speak life instead of death.
Dwelling on this today,