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keep your tongue.

It was late high school, and I was helping lead the children’s choir of the local Nazarene Church.  We were on stage, and altogether calling on the congregation to stand and sing a song with us, “Keep your tongue from evil, keep your tongue.”  The fun part of the song is that you’re supposed to sing it while holding your tongue, which makes all sorts of fun noises possible with a large group. 🙂

In my fierce days as a teenage “Jesus Freak”, the phrase simply meant things like “don’t cuss”, or “don’t say God in inappropriate ways”.  Since then, I’ve learned the power of words go far beyond that, both in giving life, and bringing death.

“but no one can tame the tongue—a restless evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless the Lord and Father, and with it we curse those who are made in the likeness of God. From the same mouth come blessing and cursing. My brothers and sisters, this ought not to be so.” James 3:8-10

In the beginning, God spoke.  From those words, all of creation came into being.  We’ve been created in the image of that God.  Sure, we can’t materialize entire universes from the voids of chaos – but we can sure do great, and horrible things with words.  As parents, we are reminded of this daily.

It doesn’t take much.  A brief moment of necessary correction, even spoken with a soft loving voice.  Such a moment sends our 2 year old cowering in shame and (sometimes feigned) grief.  She does not want to disappoint mommy and daddy.  On the other hand, one simple smile combined with a word or two of genuine pride or encouragement, and our little girls are beaming brighter than a sunrise in a house of mirrors.

Words are powerful.  James recognized this, and urged any who would listen.  We can join with our creator in speaking words than bring light from darkness, life where there was none, and beauty/purpose where there was chaos.  If we do, it impacts our entire being.  But on the same token, we must be of one tongue.  Just as a salt spring cannot produce fresh water (v.12), a tongue that brings cursing cannot also be praising God.

Sometimes the last place we put this into practice, is in the home.  We’re careful with our words in public.  At work.  Among friends.  Even among extended family.  But often, home is where we grow comfortable enough to say just about anything.  When in reality, home is the very first place we need to be keeping our tongue trained on righteousness.  Speaking words of Love.  Words that bring and encourage life and light.  Grace, and forgiveness.  Beauty, and creativity.

May God be with us this week, as we focus on having one tongue – beginning in the home.  After all, many of us are literally teaching the next generation how to speak…

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delights..

Sometimes I catch myself distracted.  I have a moment where I realize I’ve been reading or watching something else while my own children play imaginatively in front of me.  In those moments, I close the book or reposition myself to be fully present as a spectator.  An invested observer in the development of imaginations that will lead to great things.

I smile, as I take note in how “play time” has changed over the years already.  Our oldest able to imagine situations, and move the pieces in the doll house with such great care.  How she flinches a grimace when she accidentally knocks over a tiny doll-house vase, but she takes a deep breath and sets it right again.  My heart is warmed as I watch our middle child in another part of the living room, sharing a toy with our youngest.  These are the things that make a father proud, and thankful that the foundation of all of this – is Christ.

It reminds me of my wife’s favorite verse.  It’s one I’d never really heard of until we were together.  A beautiful picture of God having the heart of a father:

“The LORD your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing.” – Zephaniah 3:17

To think that these moments exist in the heart of God, multiplied by the infinite.  It definitely makes me thankful God has shared His “creative” image with us in the ability to grow families.

Unfortunately, it also means his heart is wounded infinitely more than our own when we see our children fighting.  When we know our daughters must love each other, and we see those moments where they act selfishly.  We cannot begin to imagine how God’s heart breaks when he sees his children relate the way we do to one another sometimes.

May we seek more ways to exist in loving relationships with our brothers and sisters.  May we care for our siblings who are forgotten and discarded by the world.  And may we find ourselves lost in creative expressions of worship once in a while…in a way that makes God close his book….and smile on us as we play. 🙂

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happy New.

it continues to pour, yet we cannot hold more
and so we switch glasses quickly.

a late night countdown, and hope abounds
but sounds can be deceiving

underneath the thin veil of energy and smiles
there resides miles of suffering and need.
people who bleed.

people who have bled
for a long time already
and would be dead if they hadn’t convinced themselves
they had plenty.

a new year begun, and the songs that are sung
seem like something we’ve heard before
the hope of the world rests in simply changing a number
we begin to wonder
if there might be more.

What is new?

Beyond a new calendar and a midnight kiss
something we so often miss
glazed over in the morning after
realizing we want more than a new chapter

We want a new book.

And so we look back at how the world shook
When Christ entered the scene. We see what it means…New.
Less of me, more of you. And so, we drop the “year”
and simply say, “Happy New”. 🙂