Words, Words, Words


When I was in high school, there were times I had to give speeches on topics that did not interest me, but when I'm asked to speak about something dear to me like; my family, the Lord, my books, I have no problem rambling on and on.  I could talk all day about this kid or that kid or this grandchild or that grandchild, how and where I wrote my books or the amazing God of Love I serve.


I could take as much of your time as you're willing to give me to let my heart bubble over with words, words, words about the things that are near and dear to me.

Why?

Because these are things that I treasure in my heart.

However, I've learned that my heart is a very big place.  There is room for tons of stuff in there. 

In my many years of life, I've tried to keep a tight reign on the words that spill out of my mouth, but there have been plenty of occasions where I've spoken, and I know my words revealed more about the real me than I wanted others to know.

There is a scripture in Luke 6:45 that speaks to this very thing.

A good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and an evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For the mouth speaks what the heart is full of.

Our words have a way of revealing the very things that are in our hearts.  With the 24-hour news availability and social media scrolling, it doesn't take long to fill one's heart with a whole bunch of sour garbage.  


Then we in turn allow that negativity to fester and ferment in our hearts.  That's when the words, words, words can spill out and the mouth will speak what the heart is full of.


Even those who are the best secret keepers won't be able to hide the Words, Words, Words that are in their hearts.  


Once you let evil into your heart, it's gonna spill out.  It's best not to let the garbage in at all.


Proverbs 4:23 says it best;  Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.

 

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