In Acts, we see the Holy Spirit descending upon the disciples in tongues of fire. In Isaiah, we see an angel branding the tongue of the prophet before sending him out.
We who know God, who belong to His family, have His words on our lips. By His power and will, we speak wisdom and prophesy. All insight and encouragement we may give goes forth directly from Him.
As the saying goes, “see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil.” We must guard our hearts and minds, so only good goes out of it.
This of it this way, God spoke and the world was created. John calls Jesus Christ the very Word of God. This same Jesus brings our dead souls back to life, works miracles, and leads the way through life temporal into life eternal.
Today, let us meditate on the power of words and speak what is good.
Bless you, my friends. God is good.
My wife is a genius.
Victoria’s Secret used to send us ads with every now and again, usually with a “Free Panty” coupon attach. Of course, the idea is, if you come in and cash it in, you would end up buying something while you were there, whether out of impulse or guilt.
But my wife will not be fooled. She walks in, gets her swag, and leaves with a pink pouch of victory in tow.
Life will always present you with opportunities. The temptation is always to get greedy with them or shy away from them, but there is a third alternative: the quiet strength that empowers you to walk up, claim your destiny, and gracefully walk away.
The choice is yours. The coupon is ready.
My cats are wannabe escape artists
They dream of being outside cats,
but they’re not.
That does not stop them from trying though.
Every day when my wife and I get home,
they try to get out.
Sometimes, they double-team us,
figuring with our attention divided
they could finally succeed.
Sometimes they get out as far as the porch
as if utterly awestruck at their own accomplishment.
They have tried this enough times
that finally the day came
where one of them managed to escape detection,
slipping past us into the front yard.
My wife was the first to notice, but not until the following morning.
She walked around the house with a can of tuna,
then outside the house.
Finally the cat appeared, covered in cobwebs while trying to seek shelter
from the elements.
We’re not all that different from out feline friends.
We go against ourselves, telling ourselves we are this or that
when we’re not.
God entertains us for a time,
but eventually the truth hits the fan.
And we wander back a little wiser,
with our own tale of woe to tell.
Still, God is patient and kind and has a can of tuna ready.
We’re His after all.
He always is glad to see us return.
In your other life,
you are a warrior princess.
You fight and spar with the younger men,
tell stories and crack jokes with the older men.
Your husband is strong and wealthy and kind
and looks upon you like you were ageless.
You face dragons with your sons
and dance around in fairy crowns with your daughters.
You listen to the wisdom of the widows
and bedeck the young women in flowing dresses.
You eat mutton with your mouth open
and sing sweet songs on the lyre.
Your skin is tough
Your belly full
All you see in the reflection of the waters
is pure beauty
In the morning, you watch the horizon with hope
In the evening, you sprint through the forests,
climbing the tallest tree
just to watch the suns go down.
You dream of flying
and the next morning you sprout wings.
You whisper to the ground and it grows.
All your ways and your days are full of magic.
Imagine now that this other life
is not too far gone,
that it is yours for the taking.
You are full of possibility
Your life is meant to be
a thing of legends.
How lovely you are,
my wife my bride.
How strong is your spirit!
you store up for winter,
so we never go without.
You are the toast of those who know you.
You bless the earth
on which you walk,
inspiring it to grow.
once all the footage is in,
the editor is given the task of
cutting, copying, and pasting the film together
so that it forms a powerful and cohesive whole.
There are scenes, brilliant snippets of reel,
that end up getting cut because they do not fit
the master narrative,
either they slow down the pace or otherwise
take away from the work as a whole.
Life is like that, sometimes
we must cut out even the good things
if they clutter, clog, or distract.
There are a billion different ways we could go.
LORD, give me the wisdom to know which paths to follow
and the strength to persist in the paths You have marked out
Remember, sometimes it’s okay to run
when the building is burning down,
you don’t say, “I’m gonna stare this fire down,”
you get the heck outta there.
Be brave but be sensible.
The Spirit is wise and kind,
if He wants you facing down giants, you’ll take them down
If He wants you gone, just go.
No shame in that.