HopeFul Reflections

It is a gift to hear eloquence from a gifted speaker. Their skilled articulation brings both pleasure and clarity to the listener. Public speaking is truly an artform when done with talent and care. While I do not yet count myself among the most gifted orators, I strive to improve my own abilities of speech each day. Leading biblical figures like Moses demonstrate the power of skillful language. His God-given authority of voice was instrumental in guiding the people out of subjugation in Egypt.

But leadership is not the only purpose to which impactful speech may be turned. There is also the fundamental human experience of connection through self-expression. As King David wrote exquisite poetry to channel his inner spirit, our words shape not only the world around us but the reality within.

In contemporary culture, I fear the lost nuance of language causes more harm than we realize. When wielded carelessly or callously, speech wounds vulnerable souls and distorts truthful meaning. Yet, with patience and compassion, the right words whispered in the right ears still hold the power to calm fury, comfort grief, and return lost sheep to the flock through spiritual nourishment.

In my own life journey, I have learned this duality of potential firsthand. My insensitive statements have hurt loved ones while my gentle counsel has conversely supported them through turmoil. There is much yet for me to master in this delicate technique of uplifting communication. But the rewards of connecting to others’ hearts and minds make the effort more than worthwhile.

Our conversations betray our consciousness. What we verbalize not only represents individual personality but indeed forges it. To falsely label oneself unworthy or hopeless inflicts actual damage to the psyche. Conversely, with bold conviction rooted in truth we may instead speak health, promise and blessed assurance into our interior lives. My evolving goal is to avoid deceitful falsities toward others and myself alike.

I know I’ve got a lot to learn. I’m too blunt with my speech, I ramble into useless monologues, and I struggle to drive home my point. However, for now at least, my girlfriend still smiles sometimes so I’m happy until I am better.

-JKG