Friday, February 28, 2014
I’m back blogging, thanks to all of you who were kind enough to say you missed my blog. I heard from the expected readers, the members of Sardis, but also from former members and even unknown readers from New York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Texas and Georgia. I never knew my blog traveled so far.
I am reminded of a sermon by Morgan Roberts, broadcast on the world’s first commercial radio station, KDKA out of Pittsburgh. His congregation included not only those who warmed the pew, but also the radio audience that stretched across several states. The sermon was titled, ‘How Far Do My Words Travel?” He maneuvered a nice twist by saying that often a word said to us as a small child, travels with us for life. It might have been an encouraging word or sadly, a hurting word. Whoever made up the rhyme, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me,” must have been deaf. Words can hurt and words can heal. We get to choose before we speak them. After that, they tend to travel on their own.
All of this made me realize how important it is to watch what I say, not only in my blog, but more important in the everyday conversations of life. I never know how far my words will travel.
I have been looking at a different kind of Lenten discipline this year, starting on Ash Wednesday. Instead of giving something up, like Starbucks or chardonnay, I’ve decided to try and see if I can go six weeks using only kind and encouraging words to everyone I meet. Pray for me.
So thank you. You not only got me blogging again, you’ve made me think spiritually about how far my words travel. What about you? How far do your words travel? Can you join me in a similar discipline for Lent? The apostle Paul urged the Christians at Thessalonica to “encourage one another with these words.” We can do that too.