Words

If you haven't noticed already, I'm trying to write everyday.  I actually chose a "word of the year" for myself, and it is "WORD".  It was the first thing that popped into my mind.  A little odd when I spend the bulk of my time each day working on clothes.  I'm a very visual person, but I disagree with the saying - "A picture is worth a thousand words."  No, I think you have to actually say it.  "A word aptly spoken is like apples of gold in settings of silver."*  My main goal this year is to learn how to use my words more wisely so that they build people up and are useful to those who listen.

But I don't ever want my words to be empty.  Words without action are empty.  That is why I love the example of Monseigneur Bienvenu in Les Miserables.  So, I will continue the story from yesterday -

There was talk of a stranger in the town, a vagabond of forbidding aspect who must still be lurking in the streets...In short, the prudent citizen would do well to see after his own safety by shuttering and barricading his house and making sure that his front door was securely locked...

Mme Magloire continued..."I say the door should be bolted, even if it's only for tonight, and anyway it's a shocking thing for the door to be simply latched so that any stranger can walk in, to say nothing of Monseigneur's habit of always inviting people in, even at midnight, gracious Heaven, they don't even need to ask, and when you think - "

At this moment there was a heavy knock at the door.

"Come in," said the bishop.

 

 

*Proverbs 25:11