On Catching Words or Why I Write

I’ve always thought that writing can be very brave or very stupid. There’s some blunt honesty for you… Words can weight down or lift up. Words, words, and more words heap on top of each other. It can be so vulnerable, beautiful, and powerful a thing to put a poignant truth in black and white, but it can be pointlessly tiring to hear statements without thought or with a skewed perspective. Hate spewed, or just pretty deceptions, can entangle a mind. Wise words and truth can change your life, set you free. The power of the mouth and the pen and the keyboard is not understated!

Ecclesiastes 10:12 The words of a wise man’s mouth win him favor, but the lips of a fool consume him. The beginning of the words of his mouth is foolishness, and the end of his talk is evil madness. A fool multiplies words though no man knows what is to be, and who can tell him what will be after him?

Proverbs 29:11 A fool gives vent to his spirit, but a wise man quietly holds it back.

Proverbs 29:20 Do you see a man who is hasty in his words? There is more hope for a fool than for him.

Proverbs 18:21 Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruits.

Being silent is one of my things, always has been. I make my words count and still end up saying lots that make me cringe when I rethink them. That, on a blog, is a challenge. It’s like the words that I do let out are etched and out there far. I know I’ll publish errors, whether in truth, judgement, or just grammar. Living brave and with grace for myself has become a purposeful effort. A woman of few words can a good blogger make? I donno, but it is actually an honor to step out, fumble sometimes, and put words out there.

The end. Told you. Few words.

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