So life has been treating me rather well lately. God has been blessing me in so many ways. It is easy to get caught up in the blessings and not the "blesser" so to speak. Yesterday was one of those days where I needed to be really focused on the "blesser" and I decided to read a tad bit of Proverbs. I have got to say whenever I need to feel grounded, Proverbs is where I like to turn. As I was reading through the thoughts and words of those wise men from so many years before me, something in particular stood out. It was Proverbs 12:18.
Some people make cutting remarks, but the words of the wise bring healing.
There are two parts to this verse (obviously I mean, come on, there is a comma) The first part I think we can all relate to all too well. We can all remember a moment. Where we were, what the weather was like, what we were wearing. Its vivid, an all too clear picture of that time that person said that thing you will never forget. They were just words, but they "cut".
For instance, I was in second grade. On the bus. On the left hand side, 5th row. And a boy who shall remain nameless got all of his big 3rd grad friends to call me Snow White and made me cry. Yeah, those kids were jerks.
The second half of this verse though is what really stuck out to me. As I'm getting ready to go off to college; to prepare and equip myself for a life of ministry, I can only hope one day my words will be so powerful that they can bring healing. Words alone-bringing healing- that's such a bind blowing concept for me. I hope as I go off to school, I don't lose sight of that. I want to be all God has called me to be, I want to bring healing to those who need it.
The blood of Jesus makes me worthy.
Sim
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