Sticks and Stones

Sticks and Stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me…..

I wish I had never heard that statement.

Words scorned today.  Listening ears felt the sting.  Frustration and anger spewed from the mouth of another.  My ears burned from their sting.

Images from “The Passion” flashed in my head.  Words shouted and scorned.  Anger screamed in mob mentality.

Didn’t He want to yell back, “Love others as yourself!!”

I wanted to.  But silence held my tongue.  Would love be the answer?  Would the word thrower understand that hurt was being thrown harder into the receiver’s soul?

My heart broke.  My tongue held tight.  I began to pray.  I cried inside.  It was before I threw a few words.  My words hurt others.  My frustration and anger spilled over a hurting soul.

Why didn’t I “love others?”  No sticks and stones may break bones but words bruise the soul.



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