Word Power

I heard something on the radio the other day that got my attention. The DJ was talking about her problem with anxieties and something that she read had really impacted her. She proceeded to share what she read, and as I was driving I couldn’t write it down. But it was something she said later that really stuck with me, and I’ve been chewing on it for the last 10 days.

We all know that how we use our words will have an impact on those that hear it. For example saying a child is dumb, not the brightest star in the sky, or slow – that child will grow up knowing he’s a loser in the eyes of the world. If we extravagantly praise our daughters they will grow up to be empty-headed geese, or worse yet needing to be continually ‘stroked’ by the world to keep their peace of mind. Wives have learned not to put their husbands down, especially in front of others, as its degrading to both of you. And if we have matured even a little bit, we all know that certain sharing of gossip and labeling it a ‘prayer request’ is really just plain gossip. And for how many years have I said jokingly to my husband, “You make me nuts!!”??

In my walk with the Lord, I have come to use the expression, “Breathing things into existence.” And I firmly believe that. As we speak in conjunction with our heart attitude, there is a type of spiritual power that goes with those words. “Death and life are in the power of the tongue.” Pro. 18:21. We can speak death, such as “I never make that recipe right,” or “I always get sick in October.” If you will think of it like this, what you have really done is put a curse on yourself to fail or be ill. Now our Lord is a merciful Father, and He keeps us from much harm, yet we are responsible for our heart’s attitude combined with our words. “But I tell you that every careless word that people speak, they shall give an accounting for it in the day of judgement.” Matt. 12:36  Even though I firmly believe this, I sure don’t seem to remember it enough to continually do it!! Ouch. Where is Pollyanna when you need her? I tend to be a realist and see the glass half empty. Throw in a dash of complaining and a pinch of whining and you’ve just about got me pegged.

Okay, so back to what that DJ said. She said that our spoken words will have an assignment to them. Well – no big deal, isn’t that what I just said in the previous paragraph? Yet when she said that lights, bells AND whistles came on. Picture the old TV commercials where the guy pops a soda tab, then smacks his head and exclaims, “I could have had a V-8!”   Our words are assignments. Like vocal arrows aiming for the bull’s-eye. (Death.) Or a box of chocolate covered peanuts hitting the sweet tooth. (Life.) They carry a cause and effect. Wowsers. That made it seem more real than having a pious attitude about breathing things into existence.


So for the last two weeks I have been diligently trying to watch my attitude and vocabulary. And saying “Oops, I meant to say I’m glad we’re not going to the poor house.” I’ve been saying “Oops” a lot, but isn’t that the whole point of re-evaluating and fixing things?

What assignments have your mouth been speaking forth this week? Well, I really don’t want to know, but just wanted you to think a little on this. Are there ways you have of reminding yourself to speak life and not death? And I’ll leave you with this prayer:

“May the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be pleasing to you oh Lord. Psa. 19:14