Sometimes…I need to still the words flying about my head. Sometimes I need to give them no avenue of expression. I need to keep them in, ask God to utterly destroy all remnant of the thoughts that carried them. Sometimes, I struggle here a bit.
Sometimes…I need to express…to force out words. Sometimes they must be said.
Today was one of those “speak” days. Three times, there were things to say..to bring encouragement and confirmation and maybe to bring a perspective that was somewhat veiled. I so love those moments when God lets me echo His heart. It is a huge privilege and a great joy.
Sometimes, we all need God to say through another person those things that we think we hear Him saying to us. And sometimes we need another to confirm the things that we don’t believe God really would say to us, especially the good things.
Many times people have been faithful to share something with me that I so needed to hear. The words they faithfully shared probably saved me time and energy and harm. I can remember those words so clearly. They weren’t always formal declarations or beautifully or poetically relayed. They weren’t always happy, happy. Sometimes they stung more than their deliverer ever knew.
But they were faithful words.
Today, I got to share a few faithful words. Confirmation really…of something long known by the ones with whom I shared. They were needed words, deeply desired words.
Today, I got to hear some needed words…challenging and yet freeing. The words were spoken out of a great love, a love willing to risk.
All around, it was a very good day.