This is an excellent reminder of the tremendous…and somewhat terrifying…impact our words can make.
Listen do you hear them? Open your front door and step out into the world, they swarm around and surround us on every side. Small ones with tremendous impact. Large ones looming and misunderstood. Swirling. Churning. Spinning. Burning. Listen, do you hear them? One of the mightiest forces in all creation……Words. When God created the world and all it contains, He did so with words. He said, “Let there be,” and there was.
Amazingly, when God created man in His own image, He gave us that same powerful tool. With a simple word we can create a smile on a discouraged child’s face, lighten the heart of a husband loaded down with burdens, fan into flame the dying embers of a friend’s smoldering dreams, cheer brothers and sisters in Christ to run the race with endurance, and bring the message of hope and healing of Jesus Christ to a wounded world.
Words are one of the most powerful forces in the universe and amazingly, God has entrusted them to you and me. How will we use this priceless gift? The Bible tells us, “death and life are in the power of the tongue” (Proverbs 18:21) and we don’t have to go any further than our front door to see the difference our words can make. Let’s look at two areas where we have incredible impact.
Words Have a Big Impact on Little People
The boys lined up on the starting line, waiting for the starting gun to begin the 3.1 mile race through a path in the woods. Parents and fans stood on the sidelines ready to burst into cheers as the herd of young men readied themselves for the State Championship Cross Country meet. My nephew, Stu, was among the runners that day.
As soon as Stu’s foot left the starting position, his mother, Pat, picked up her 36 inch brightly painted megaphone and began to yell. “GO STU!” she cheered, not once but at ten second intervals. When he was out of sight, she ran to another strategic spot along the winding trail where the runners would eventually pass by. And even though the boys were nowhere in sight, Pat continued to cheer, “GO STU!” At one point she yelled, “GO STU!” and a man from across the park yelled, “HE CAN’T HEEEAAAAR YOOOOUUUU!”
“I don’t know if you can hear me or not, ” Pat murmured, “but if there’s a chance he can, I want him to hear my voice cheering him on.”
So for 16 minutes this little dynamo continued to pump confidence and courage into her son’s heart. After the race, I asked Stu…..Read more here.
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Beautiful! Thank you for the reminder!