flaming weapon of beauty / forceful & diligent using might with courteous caution while wars are won with words like honey falling from the lips of wisdom herself.
however being left unbridled, destroying slowly like mountains eroding the very foundations of our souls. words with hurriedness & harshness
crumbling relationships; shattering like glass the shards cutting deeper still into the ****** wounds where words made their mark. blessings & curses. both from the same lips. this is our sinful tragedy.
“We use our tongues to praise our Lord and Father, but then we curse people who were created in God’s likeness. These praises and curses come from the same mouth. My brothers and sisters, this should not happen. Does a spring pour forth from the same opening both fresh and salt water? Can a fig tree, my brothers, bear olives, or a grapevine produce figs? Neither can a salt pond yield fresh water. // james 3:9-12