Word Power

Sometimes I forget about the Power of Words.

Has anyone ever said something hurtful to you? If you are like most, you probably remember not only the words, but you remember the hurt. If you think about it, you can still feel that – that knot in your stomach, or the stinging tears falling uncontrollably from your eyes. You probably hear the words swirling in your head, cutting through your memory like a knife.

We need to treat others with kindness and respect. Words you don’t have to use them negatively. Get this, words can be used to transform, edify, encourage, build up and change people’s lives in  positive ways.

If I had a magic wand, one thing I would wave away with the slight of my hand would be negativity.

I urge you to try using positive words this week. Encourage someone with your speech, you might want to use the unspoken positive word, you know,  the smile.

Let me know how it turns out. How it made you feel and the impact you had on the people around you.

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Ridgecrest is a Beautiful Place, But I’m Happy to be Back Home!

Two \   The two squirrels in the photograph put on a show for attendees of the Blue Ridge Christian Writer’s Conference at Ridgecrest North Carolina.  I also saw the biggest, fattest blackbird that I’d ever seen.  He was hopping on the ground outside of one of the hotel rooms.  It was evident, he and the squirrels were well fed. One thing about it, that blackbird was lucky to be in the mountains of North Carolina cause he sure wouldn’t last to long in the hills of Kentucky.  Farmers don’t take to kindly to blackbirds, you know.

Anyway.

My trip was awesome.  I went for writing inspiration, but I think the awesome worship services inspired me more or at least equally.  I met the song leader who’s name was Dan Snyder.  Since I have a brother-in-law named Danny, I told Dan Snyder that I was telling everyone that he was my brother-in-law, but I really didn’t do that.  I enjoyed all of the speakers who shared words that were insightful and encouraging. I was reminded of the power of words…written and spoken.

I met many fantastic writers and authors.  It was great being around people of like mind and interest.  The faculty of the conference, the employees and volunteers at Ridgecrest all were wonderful and kind.  I really enjoyed this conference, but was sad to learn that Yvonne Lehman was resiging as director.  She’d been at this for many years and helped make the conference what it is today.  Al Gansky is taking her place.  He will do a good job.  He is a great author and leader.  Yvonne is leaving the conference in good hands, but we will miss the fun and life she added to it.

I was able to speak to someone from B & H Publishing about Bits and Bites, Advice and Inspiration for the Pastor’s Wife.  They are the ones who are currently reviewing my proposal. I’ll provide an update when I hear from an email I just sent off. This is a slow process, but from what I learned, patience and perserverence is the key to success. 

Before moving on to other things, I just wanted to say that I have never climbed as many stairs and walked as much as I did these past few days.  As you can imagine, with everything built on the side of a mountain, getting from one place to the next at Ridgecrest required walking up stairs or up steep inclines.  Whew!  I’m glad I took comfortable shoes.  I thought I’d have to have shots of cortisone in my knees when I returned home.  I usually don’t have knee problems, but I did this week.  Luckily, the cure to better knees came when I stopped climbing stairs and mountains.  The beauty of the mountains and scenery made it all worth while though.  Ridgecrest is a very peaceful place.

Now to important things…

Boy, did I miss my grandson!  He is growing so fast that it is hard to remember how much he weighs – his weight and height changes everyday. He’s already eating cereal added to his bottle.  When he eats, he can’t seem to get it fast enough.  I guess he gets that from his daddy. 

and to less important things…

Bill Clinton was in town while I was away.  From what I understand there were around two thousand people on hand to greet him.  I can’t imagine what downtown was like with all the secret service people around.  My boss came out of the courthouse and about had a heart attack when she saw what she thought was a sniper (I didn’t tell her, but I don’t think she’d seen him if it had been a sniper) standing on the building across the street from the courthouse holding a big  gun.  It was the secret service people. I think I’m glad I was in North Carolina.

and I’ll leave you with this…

Be careful when choosing the words you will speak.  When you speak them, you can’t take them back.  If you hurt someone with the words you speak, they might forgive you, but the pain you inflicted with the words will remain forever.

Now, go say something nice to someone.