There is one whose rash words are like sword thrusts, but the tongue of the wise brings healing. – Proverbs 12:18
What’s in a word?
Have you ever seen such power from that which is arbitrary?
That which is in and of itself powerless?
How do communally agreed symbols of utterance
redirect the entire momentum of a man’s existence?
Words are magic, the only true form.
Because all the most powerful curses originate from that which is sworn.
Because what is sworn is rooted deep in the heart of the swearer.
A simple phrase can bring upon peaceful men, terror.
Our emotions, our actions, our thoughts and beliefs
are all enslaved to the words that we read.
The thoughts we repeat.
The sayings that we eat.
These are the powers that guide man’s feet.
What’s in a lie? The greatest magic of all.
The ability to bring a future that was previously impossible.
Because words make fiction a reality.
They take what is potential into absolute finality.
And dishonesty can direct consequences
into directions they were never headed
all because what was said is
a mere image of the reality that is actually presented.
What a picture of our world today.
We’re a slave to the narratives we continually portray.
No victory was won without the victor having his say,
and what he said has landed humanity in the place it is today.
Speaking words of death brings death and further infection
while speaking words of life leads to resurrection.
So then, the question is what words will we perpetuate?
What sort of world do we intend to co-create?
One where hope is faint and man is quaint?
One where violence reigns and benevolence wanes?
One where every man is a sinner and only the cynic is a saint?
Or do we desire a future that is abundant and at peace?
One where every man has seen and tasted a glory so sweet.
Where brother and sister see to each other’s needs.
Where everyone is bound in unity by our common humanity.
One where love is spoken, and understandingly man goes hand in hand with those who once were his enemies.
This is a future that some wise men foresee.
The future which every heart seeks.
But the certainty of this reality depends completely on the nature
of the words that we speak.
Words of hope have power to transform the present,
into that image of the perfect, that we longingly label “heaven”.
When we surrender the idea of a future that seems impossible,
We in fact deny that which is truly unstoppable.
That the reality we live in is truly Gospel-full.
Words create worlds, it’s true.
God has given the powers of co-creation over to you.
The universe is directed by the words that we choose.
So I pray that we all put our words to Good Use.