And God said “let there be…” and it was. John identified Jesus as the Word, the logos, the statement or speech of the Father. God chose to communicate himself and his nature through words.
And he gives us the same privilege, to use words to communicate about God and his nature. I am fascinated by words, for we know they are powerful. A statement of criticism can overwhelm many pats on the back. Yet a well-crafted note can stir our spirits to new heights.
How we use words makes all the difference. James warned us that the tongue is a fire, able to burn away chaff or ignite a movement. It reveals our hearts and our deepest intent.
For whatever reason, God has given me a love for words. My library is stuffed with books about grammar and style and usage. I spent my 16th summer writing a novel on an old black manual typewriter, zoning out chores and Mom’s voice to pound out the movie running in my head.
As my relationship with God grew, I knew this talent would be wonderful in his kingdom. He’d be so glad to have me as one of his scribes. (We spell this: a-r-r-o-g-a-n-c-e.)
But as my heart has been broken by my own pride and greed, I have given this writing to God. It is his to do with he wants, and I cringe when he says, write. Sometimes I compare rather than obey and so I am stricken. My words seem like dishwater at a table of rich wines.
Maybe someone bearing the pain of miscarriage might be touched by His eternal compassionate touch.
I am honored, and I am encouraged to trek on. When God is at work, you never know what’s next.
Angela, thank you for nominating me. I am grateful to receive this award and I want to share the joy. Check out the website.
Words are powerful and we wield them only by God’s grace.