The grandgirl had an attitude.
With her mom.
And then with me.
I sent her to her room.
She came out in a while, asked if she could come into my office, and apologized.
“I let my actions take over,” she said.
Yes, yes you did. And that’s a really good insight. Where did you learn that?
“From my counselor.”
Well, she’s pretty wise.
We talked about how we can ask God to help us control our behavior.
And then she said, “Words are like bullets.”
Wow! Did you learn that from your counselor, too?
“No. I heard that on Family Guy.”
I’ve never seen Family Guy, and I don’t know where she saw Family Guy or if it’s appropriate for her to see Family Guy.
But powerful words nevertheless.
We talked about it some more.
About how words can sting like a hornet.
How they have power and how they can pierce someone’s heart.
How they can injure someone’s spirit in a way that can last a long time.
How they can be so very hurtful.
We can even shoot ourselves with our own thought words, especially when they don’t agree with God’s assessment of us.
And then we talked about words that encourage.
Words that build people up rather than rip them apart or tear them down.
And we decided that those words were like honey.
Better yet, like kisses.
Would you rather take a bullet or have a butterfly kiss?
We can even say the same thing in a different way, using different words.
Like in this video.
What a difference our words can make.
Rash language cuts and maims, but there is healing in the words of the wise. ~Proverbs 12:18 (Message)