ever catch yourself sounding just like your
daughter, Cadee, has her first cold. At five
months old, she hasn't figured out how to blow her
nose into a tissue, so we're resorting to the
miserable adventure of saline drops and a nasal
aspirator to try and relieve her congestion.
Let me tell you, she emphatically does not care for
this procedure. In the wee hours of the
morning, as I paced around the living room floor
rocking Cadee in my arms in an upright position so
her head would drain and she could sleep, I caught
myself whispering words of comfort to her that
echoed words my mother would speak to comfort me.
As I eased into a rocking chair where my baby and I
would snuggle together until dawn, I started to
reflect on the words I speak.
husband and I have remarked to one another that
we've got to be more cautious with our language,
lest our daughter's first word be something that
might embarrass us both! A friend recently
shared a story about her acquaintance who was
driving and had to slam the brakes to avoid an
accident. From the backseat, her toddler
muttered an expletive, which, she told my friend,
was shocking to her not only in the fact that her
toddler spoke a curse word, but that he used it
appropriately in context!
certain our daughter's presence in my life will
offer me much opportunity for insight and revelation
about the way I present myself to her and to others.
So now, I'm thinking about words and what they say
about me. Do I speak loving words?
Gentle words? Words spoken out of honor and
respect? Honest words? Thoughtful words?
How often do I speak words that I'd rather not hear
repeated back to me? Are my words
well-considered or just blurted out? Do I
utter words in prayer regularly? Do my words
convey God's grace and love to others? And do
they exhibit God's presence in my own life?
might our society be like if we each spent some time
reflecting on the words we choose and the ways in
which we use them? Might civility and
reverence be resurrected? If we catch
ourselves uttering words of our parents, isn't it
likely that our children will do the same? So,
I suppose, my words are part of the legacy that I
will leave. What will your legacy sound like?
Grace and peace
to you as you journey.
Yours in Christ,