My life is a story but telling it after I’m dead doesn’t mean I will or am reincarnated; and like all great stories I start at once, up on a timepiece I start at once, up on a time please I’m just playing with words.
I like words. They are full of power so what you say, they’re powerful. Its elementary. School doesn’t teach us and our late pastors are too busy being alive to die daily and so their words are blunt and their monologues don’t log on to hardened hearts anymore yet, by words we are saved or not. Its elementary.
But we all are guilty of this… Verbal debauchery. In the music we so shamelessly enjoy today, in our movies where we are lost in a world where nothing but the thrill matters; we speak as we wish and quote as we like, memorizing pretences while pretending to be unaffected.
In the beginning was The Word, and so it is with everything that happens because everything that is was made by The Word.
We like the part where we’re made in his image but see to be like him is to be representative of his wholeness for God was pleased to have all his fullness dwell in Christ and as we are co-heirs with Christ, if in deed we share in his sufferings, we may also share in his glory.
Now I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us. Yes, its suffering to avoid trashy music which we are so surrounded with, especially when this music is more intriguing, more thumping, more designed for pleasure than religious, boring, churchious, holy Jesus music.
But every time you sing along with music whose lyrics you would be uneasy speaking in front of your own children, lyrics Jesus wouldn’t repeat, you are sowing those words in your own heart. He said, “Take hold of my words with all your heart; keep my commands, and you will live. Get wisdom, get understanding; do not forget my words or turn away from them…”
And while you should accept instruction from his mouth and lay up his words in your heart, being the one whose walk is blameless, who does what is righteous, who speaks the truth from their heart; whose tongue utters no slander, we mutter on about murder, and sex and money and vanity.
“Why do you entertain evil thoughts in your hearts?
If the law of God is in your hearts; your feet do not slip. For the Holy spirit will teach you at that time what you should say. See, each sentence is a seed and our hearts are the foundation for each of our lives. For out of the fullness of the heart the mouth speaks. And he said he’ll do what he hears us say so instead of sending our mountains into the sea, we’re praising butts and notes that won’t save us in times of real trouble.
But we’re all guilty of this, speaking spirit-filled words filled with the wrong shade of spirit.. Shooting the fiery darts of the enemy instead of quenching them.
Ironically, a word is enough for the wise.
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