Be careful what you say to your children
for you know not what power your tongue has.
Speak death into your child and they will surely die
Speak lies into your child and they will surely lie
Never underestimate the little nothings you say
For it is your child that will play
those very words in their mind 100 times a day
No big deal you say, I didn't mean what I said
No big deal is what they will hear in their head
when trying to figure out why they want to be dead.
Death and life are in the power of the tongue
or at least that's what the Word said
Maybe that's why so many lay in Mental Hospital beds.
Get it together people let the Holy Spirit be your co-parent
Don't let your children grow up with unforgiving bents
that leave them in a tailspin...
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Band-Aids
When a child scrapes his or her knee
the parents first instinct is to apply some type of healing cream and seal it
with a Johnson and Johnson Band-Aid
In a short whileclose examination reveals a once
terrible abrasion
now healed completely with little evidence
that it even happened
My question is what happens
when the scrape is not so visible
but rather invisible
a scrape that has slashed the very fabric
that makes you who you are?
What happens when the band-aid applied
falls off
only to reveal the blood is still fresh, the cut deeper than before,
and pain made common by time.
Where are you Johnson and Johnson
your "band-aid", your "cream" didn't do it's job...
My cuts are exposed and effecting my everyday life
What do you, Johnson & Johnson, propose?
Silence, I fear, is what I hear
My band-aid was merely a locked door to a dirty closet
hiding the scrapes that seemingly define me.
Seemingly bind me...But No More
I thank God for the Man that He brought to me one who happened to be a doctor
who saw my wounds and read my history
and He healed me...not with Johnson and Johnson band-aids or Neosporin cream
but by casting out the enemy
performing spiritual surgery
on the inner me.
When I was child I spake as a child and I did
childish things, but now that I am a woman, I put away those childish things, and begin to be the woman God has called me to be.
And even though it seems sometimes that I am recovering slowly
I know at the end of this healing journey
there will be little evidence
of the scrapes that tried to kill me.
the parents first instinct is to apply some type of healing cream and seal it
with a Johnson and Johnson Band-Aid
In a short whileclose examination reveals a once
terrible abrasion
now healed completely with little evidence
that it even happened
My question is what happens
when the scrape is not so visible
but rather invisible
a scrape that has slashed the very fabric
that makes you who you are?
What happens when the band-aid applied
falls off
only to reveal the blood is still fresh, the cut deeper than before,
and pain made common by time.
Where are you Johnson and Johnson
your "band-aid", your "cream" didn't do it's job...
My cuts are exposed and effecting my everyday life
What do you, Johnson & Johnson, propose?
Silence, I fear, is what I hear
My band-aid was merely a locked door to a dirty closet
hiding the scrapes that seemingly define me.
Seemingly bind me...But No More
I thank God for the Man that He brought to me one who happened to be a doctor
who saw my wounds and read my history
and He healed me...not with Johnson and Johnson band-aids or Neosporin cream
but by casting out the enemy
performing spiritual surgery
on the inner me.
When I was child I spake as a child and I did
childish things, but now that I am a woman, I put away those childish things, and begin to be the woman God has called me to be.
And even though it seems sometimes that I am recovering slowly
I know at the end of this healing journey
there will be little evidence
of the scrapes that tried to kill me.
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