Words come easy for me. Always have. At 14 months old, I was speaking in full sentences. My poor little brother, Eric, who came along 4 years after me, didn't really speak until after he was 2 years old. I may (or may not) have given him the opportunity.
I LOVE words. I love crossword puzzles, good literature, Fancy Word Fridays, etymology, Wheel of Fortune, Scrabble, Words with Friends... Are you starting to get the picture? So many words floating around in my head. If you and I have ever sat down for a one-on-one chat, you probably found that I had no hesitations to start talking about what's going on with me and sharing my heart and life. In that way, I am a giver... a giver of words.
But right now, this very minute, there are some words that need to be said. By me. To someone (more than one someone if we're being honest) that I love. And I am finding it beyond difficult. Because as difficult as it will be for me to say these words. I think it will be more difficult for the persons hearing it.
I have been holding onto these words for quite some time. Years, really. And it never seemed like the right time. I was never ready to cross that line. To let go of my role. The role I had, while not always pleasant, was familiar to me. Safe. I knew exactly what it required of me. I didn't always like it, but I didn't have to think about it, so that made it "safe".
But lately, I've been thinking, about love, which is what this blog is about. When we love others, do we just allow them to aimlessly flounder about? or do we lovingly confront them and say "hey, because I love you and I care about you, I can't let you act this way..."? What's more loving? To just put up with inappropriate behaviors or to call someone out? I guess it really depends on the manner in which it's done.
I guess what I'm saying is this: I need prayer. Lots of it. I've been holding these words back, but when I do finally let them out, I want them to come out in a loving way. In a way that conveys how much I actually care. It would be so easy for them to be bogged down with frustration, irritation or unkindness. But I know that isn't the way God wants me to approach this. "Be ye kind, one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you." (Ephesians 4:32) Even as God for Christ's sake has forgiven me. Definitely something for me to dwell on and remember as I strive to show the love of God to those around me.
♥Rebekah

