Doors are meant to be
opened.
Words are meant to be
spoken.
So says Maddie. Oh, the simple wisdom of a fifth grader.
Don’t be caught over analyzing or over thinking. Simply sit on the truth for a few minutes.
How many doors have I intentionally closed to keep something
or someone out? How many words have I
chosen to allow swim in my heart and mind without flowing into someone else’s?
Before you get up in arms, yes, I agree that closed doors
exist for a purpose, and there are words that just simply must be kept locked
up. But I want to just settle on the up
side of Maddie’s words.
I will not always know what crouches on the other side of a
door, but I know Who does. By opening
the door, I may be pouring darkness into a dark life. The openness may lead to new and exciting
pathways not only for me but also for anyone on the other side. An open door is a breach within a barrier set
too tall to scale and too thick to push through. Opening the door may simply make things
easier.
Words are powerful, both the ones swimming in silence and
the ones set free from our minds. Books
(full of words) fill shelves providing plenty of information on how to speak,
what to speak, and when to speak. Scour God’s
Word and you will easily find how importantly God views words. “A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold
in pictures of silver.”
My words spoken in truth and love should flow freely over my
kids and Bryan. I am too free to spew
the harsh ones, however, instead of bathing my family in the sweetness of
encouraging and healing words. My words
should be framed in beauty, not flattery.
Am I choosing to speak words that will brighten a dreary spirit, heal a
hurting heart, or encourage a weary warrior?
Thank you, Maddie, for your words today. You bless my heart in so many ways.
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