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Sunday, August 7, 2011

Speaking

We sang a song today in church which really moved me.  I hadn't heard it before. I can't find it when I Google it.  Really, it was pretty simple.  It talked about binding and loosing.

I'm not going to get all crazy on you here.  Promise.

I'm not going to preach at all.  I don't know much about that subject anyway. I believe in the biblical concept but not so much on the interpretation that often goes with it.

Anyway, there was also something in the song about speaking (it out?).  There's probably a reason I can't find the song.

But I just got to thinking.  What if we were required to...speak.  Not name it and claim it.  I don't mean that.  I mean our words lead to His word.  He is the Word.  The Word on the cross.  Our words on a cross.  In other words - our words sacrificed.  We, speaking Him.

 Are you with me?

 Sorry, I had to throw in a little preacher jargon there.

He who is the Word heals.

The word heals.

 Can our words heal?  Heal others, ourselves - through His truth?  Are we being called to speak boldly?  To speak freedom from addiction, disease, hangups?

The alcoholic is healed through admittance.  Admitting they are powerless.  Could it be that God wants us to say out loud what we are suffering with so that we might be released?  Maybe this is basic.

I know, personally, that although I come here and I share and I try to do so honestly and still with discretion,   there is also a part of me which holds back.

I'm not even saying that here is where God is calling me to speak all things which must be spoken.  Maybe, I don't even know where He has in mind yet.  And I don't have anything deep and dark and secret that I hold in, I just have certain areas in my life that I like to be 'tough' about.  Meaning, I refuse to share.  I refuse to acknowledge.  I refuse to allow others into my pain.  For whatever reasons.  Embarrassment, pride, fear.

But maybe, God wants us to admit, like the alcoholic, that we are powerless.  Maybe saying it out loud will  bring freedom and healing.

Are you holding anything in that God has been prompting you to speak?

1 comment:

  1. These are great reflections... thanks for making me think. We need these reminders... that we are powerless... that are own breath is a gift.

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