Some days that’s all these are.
Just words.
Ideas. Ideals. But not much more than that.
When my heart won’t let go of what it sees and see beyond to what it knows, that’s all these are.
Just words.
My head whispers, LOUD . . “Hypocrite.”
And I start slipping. Dreams replaced by cynicism and doubt.
“You’ve picked the wrong woman, God.”
To raise these kids, be his wife, keep this house, love these friends, teach these women.
Just words.
But words might just be enough.
“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” ~John 1:1
“For the accuser of our brothers and sisters, who accuses them before our God day and night, has been hurled down. They triumphed over him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony;”
~Revelations 12:11
Logos is the Greek word for word.
It is the same word the Bible used for Jesus, the Son of God, and my words.
“The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.”
~John 1:14
The Word became Emmanuel, God with us. God with skin. This Word triumphed over the Accuser by His sacrifice. His blood.
Now I triumph too, by His blood and my words.
Words that choose faith and belief in the face of reality that scoffs.
Words that speak truth when lies scream inside my head.
Words that help me see beyond to what I know.
To His Words . . of grace, freedom, promise, hope, and love.
Just words.
Just hanging out with Joe this week (and the others in the past), shows me what a great mom you are! Your family is a good WORD of your testimony.