With Just a Few Brush Strokes
An excellent wife is the crown of her husband, but she who brings shame is like rottenness in his bones. Psalm 12:4
I knew I needed to stop, but the words just kept pouring out of my mouth. Mean words. Cutting words. Angry words. Words that hurt. My head was pleading with me to stop, but my mouth was on autopilot driving my point home.
Maybe you have been there before when you know what you are saying is wrong and you need to stop, but you just keeping spitting out the emotional frustration you have been stuffing deep down in your heart.
God has reminded me once more how powerful I am as a woman. As a woman, I hold the power to make or break the people around me. My words can implode those closest to me and reduce them emotional rubble in a matter of minutes or they can construct confidence, security, and self-acceptance within those around me.
Our words are mighty. With a few brush strokes of well-placed words we can paint vastly different landscapes or reap extremely diverse outcomes. The words we choose and the tones we use are like the color palette of a painter. Harsh words yield barren, dark, desolate backdrops. They bring destruction and desolation to the souls around us. Courage, strength, peace and joy come from timely words of affirmation, praise and encouragement. Bright, cheery, inviting settings require brush strokes of uplifting, encouraging, and supportive words.
Proverbs 12:4 tells us that “an excellent wife is the crown of her husband, but she who brings shame is like rottenness in his bones.” Our words can either be a glittering crown on the head of our spouse, children and friends; empowering them to stand tall and walk confidently no matter what circumstances they face, or our words can be like cancer and slowly eating away and destroying from the inside out the lives of those around us.
I have a choice. I can choose to either build up or tear down the people God has placed in my life. I can paint words of life or words of death within them. I can bring light or darkness into their day. I can inflate or deflate the dreams they hold dear. I choose the colors with which to paint my words upon their hearts. I decide daily if I am going to place a crown on their heads or a disease in their hearts.
The prayer of my heart is to use my words to paint faith, hope, and love all over the ones God has placed in my life.
Between a husband, 2 sons, and teaching high school my sanity is found in running and Starbucks. I have a circle of running friends who inspire me to be authentic and real as I live a life of faith before them.