Must get my act together a wee bit more on this poor neglected blog.
in the meantime, some worship words for this Sunday, focusing upon the reading from James 3:1-13 and the power of words...
Sticks and stones/
The wee ditty rings out:
‘sticks and stones
may break my bones,
but names will never hurt me.’
Bravado that rings hollow.
Words matter,
words batter
and bruise the heart,
the soul.
Words shatter –
words scatter
glassy shards
of self-image,
diminish
those created
in God’s likeness,
‘til all that once was whole
lies broken.
Be mindful
of the certain poisoned sweetness
of the tongue.
c.Nik Mac 2021
Blessing/
May the Word of Life
breathe love into all you say.
Speak well and speak wisely,
console and speak kindly.
Speak truth to power.
Leave space for others to speak.
In all you say—
bless and encourage,
comfort and inspire.
May your words be loving,
life-giving,
honouring the God
in whose image
all are made,
the One who spoke creation into being,
and who speaks words of blessing to us
this day and every day.
c.Nik Mac 2021