In the quiet I’ve been forced to slow down in more ways then one. Firstly, how weighty our words can be if carelessly spoken…In proverbs it says a lot about speech, not speaking and saying the right thing at the right time.
Even a fool is thought as wise when they keep their mouth shut is one, another is there is no lack of sin where there are many words. Never really thought too much about these proverbs until these last few days.
In the silence both as far as singing, (I love singing) and in my spoken words I’ve been left with thinking (I do much of.)
My passion should be first off God, with or without a voice. My direction in life should be through the lens of heaven.
In the quiet, I’ve found oddly peace.
What we say has the power of life or death. And if you ever have laryngitis and stop to listen, you’ll understand.
Philip now went off to look for Nathanael and told him, “We have found the Messiah!—the very person Moses and the prophets told about! His name is Jesus, the son of Joseph from Nazareth!” John 1:45