Words.

Words. I live for words.

Reading. Writing. Giving. Receiving.

I search for the right cards. The right note. To give people. And the cards I receive. Those notes. I save in a box. Because words mean a lot to me.

I get lost in stories. Words. Sucked into the pages and text like a funnel cloud. And I become part of the world those words create.

And I write. Words come out easier for me. From my brain to my hand and onto paper or keys. Much more eloquent than my voiced words.

Sometimes I lose my words. And I get frustrated. Because the words I think. They do not make it any further than thoughts. They get stuck somewhere between my brain and my mouth.

I recently starting making changes around my house. Words. Words to affirm and remind. Words to bring peace and healing. And all those things.

Affirmation. Blessing. Our family is a blessing. Our family is blessed. Be a blessing to others. Look. Search. Seek. The blessings we are being offered.

Remembrance. Anchors. God is our anchor. We anchor each other. When life is hard and dark. Do not lose hold of our anchors. Be an anchor.

Peace. Rest. Hope. Take time to rest. To sit and breath and listen. Rest in Jesus. Because He calms. The storms. The rage. The words. And never lose hope. Because there is always hope.

Healing. Grace and faith. Escape. Grace in and grace out. As we breath. As we move. As we live. Because all is grace. And faith. Give me faith. Daily. Faith and grace. And escape. Because we all need an escape. A calm place. A safe place. To breathe and rest and heal.

I have learned the importance of words. How words are entwined throughout my life.

Words. They destroy me.

Words. They build me up.

And it is my choice. Which words will I let in?