The words come to me often. Song lyrics. John Mayer croons, “Say what you wanna say….say what you wanna say.”
I think of my daughters. So much of their lives are lived with unfiltered speech. If they think it, they feel it. If they feel it, they feel entitled to say it. Sometimes, the words they say are designed to cut the other sister to the quick. They know each others’ triggers and they delight at pushing the buttons, it seems.
Other times, it’s not the words exactly. It’s not what you say, but how you say it. Passive aggressive. Riding the edge of what is okay to say. And what is not.
And really, how and what we say, choosing to say it the right way or the wrong way, that’s something we all struggle with, isn’t it?
My kids frustrate me and suddenly I find myself being snarky to my husband over something that is nothing at all.
The driver in front of me does something dumb and I call him an unpleasant name. He doesn’t hear it but my daughters sure do.
Someone I respect at church hurts my feelings and I choose our words from a place of hurt, so they may know exactly how their words cut me to the quick.
But that’s not Jesus’s way, is it? That’s not what He has in store for Jesus girls. He must increase and I must decrease. In every aspect of my life. More of Him and less of me. And in this case, I’m called to choose what I say carefully. My words should reflect His words.
I’m preaching to myself here because this is not easy for me. Maybe you feel the same?
Say what you wanna say? No way. Say what’s best or say nothing at all. You never know what a difference that might make in someone’s life. Especially your own.
This post is written in conjunction with the #Write31days Challenge and linked up with Kate Motaung’s Five Minute Friday crew here and Nester Smith’s friends here.
One thought on “Day 8: Say”
You might be preaching to yourself, but you’re also preaching to me! I’ll just think of that Say what you wanna say. No way!