I began thinking of the words that have impacted my life.
"Will you marry me?"
"It's a boy!"
"You've got the job"
"You're the best, Mummy."
"I forgive you."
"I love you."
The power of "No." The power of "Yes."
I think of words that uplift, encourage, empower, teach, question, inspire, motivate, inform, protect and restore. Words that create impressions, images and expectations. Words that build connections, influence our thinking and determine our actions. I consider the link between words, thoughts, the choices we make and the lives we lead.
Then I think of the words I cannot erase. The ones that can't be taken back. The words that burn. I think of words that are sobering, words that manipulate, conceal, chafe, control, smother, suppress, stifle, constrict, pummel, irritate, frustrate, tear down, wound, destroy, silence and even kill. I think of words that have hurt me as well as those that heal. I think of the words that dominate as well as those that free.
"Words are, of course the most powerful drug used by mankind." Rudyard Kipling
And I consider this; in many ways words weave the threads of our lives. God Himself has much to say about the power of our words, the unbridled tongue and the life and death of what we speak.
Writers use words as the tools of our trade. But, don't we all? I wonder if we underestimate the privilege?
Words should come with warning labels and age restrictions, and for some people, dosage recommendations and over dose helpline numbers. Perhaps such labels should also state: never use under the influence of alcohol and possibly refrain from using while operating heavy machinery.
Words; user be aware. They are powerful little vessels.