words
devoid of strength
and yet
full of power
to say that I am fan of words would be a
huge
understatement.
I have recently had a conversation on FB with a few friends discussing how words effect me/us.
Honestly there is nothing like
words.
well spoken
rightly timed
I love the rhythm of words
the cadence as they fall from lips.
among the many oddities I claim as mine...
i love to watch people talk.
I am not a phone person.
I will talk on the phone
(and I talk to my best friend mer--every.day)
but in general
the phone makes me feel awkward
like I have to fill the silences that occur or something...
I default to email
because it's easier to type it up at will and shoot it off when I can...
texting i enjoy-for a fun quick hi or whatnot...
but my favorite form of communication
is face to face.
I love to watch someone when they talk,
how they cut their eyes,
the way their lips pause and purse before saying...
something...
the flow of the words,
the timbre of the voice,
the nuance of the face...
all meld in my mind.
I love a good conversation...you've had them...you start talking about a most mundane thing ...chase a topic...share a hundred laughs and circle back around to the mundane...
only in that jaunt
something happened
you scattered words into the air
and into someones soul
and you forever are marked with that memory
you can visit it again
and again
and each time smile.
our words
have such power
the Bible speaks of letting your YES mean YES and your NO mean NO
about how every idle word will be accounted for
how a word spoken at the right time brings healing
to think our words are just letters jumbled together, laced with sound, to fill up a void
is a sad mistake
our words
are all we have
what we say
to others
(and to ourselves)
is what we are...
to throw words around
to sling them out
with no thought to where they land and the weight they carry...
sigh.
our words should be deliberate
thought out
backed up
and followed up with actions
we can SAY anything
and it costs us nothing...
and that is just the truth...
but if we say something
and we want it to count for something
we want it to be believed
for more than
empty syllables
filling
space
we have to be willing
to be
what those words
say we are...
we have to risk
not only saying it out loud
but
then
living it out loud too...
or don't bother saying it...
you use words to hurt
and you hurt words use
when you do that
Vera Dico
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