How powerful they are.They can hurt, heal, calm, enrage, draw closer, push away.

The last 2 weeks have been a "different" experience. Truth was exposed and light was shed. Seems like that should be a good thing, but it was so painfull, so exhausting, so sad, so raw and so sharp. . I felt such empathy and sadness for a sisters "cyber life" and a urge to comfort and protect. I felt a need to expose and again protect. 

Words were thrown out, labels, accusations, questions and more questions. Words of comfort, welcome and curiosity. Words of accusation and anger and old past, unhealed hurts lobbed like bombs.  Apologies given in multiple. Accepted by some, rejected by others. Learning to be gracious  and to turn away wrath with soft answers. Sincerity of my repentant heart questioned and still an urging from my Heavenly Father. "Show more grace."

I am in my advanced  age am learning the power of words and grace. Trying to understand the why's of someones anger and to not look at the who. Reading and hearing hard words about myself and listening to them. Understanding that though the intent to hurt was not there, my words did indeed cause pain. How humbling. How down on my knees, face to my Father humbling. I'm not such a "a nice girl".

I am not such a great communicator! I came swooping in to save and instead the fingers were pointed at me. What a learning experience!

Afterall was said and done I began to see the others point of view. To weed through the hurtfull words and see me as they saw me.Not a pretty picture.

Several years ago I began praying that the Lord would reveal to me all the things that are abhorrent about me and I could draw closer to Him. Well my advice is don't do that.He is still opening my eyes.  What has been revealed is a very flawed, self-centered woman. Who at 40+ years is just beginning to understand the power of words and the importance of Grace.