In the past two days I’ve been on the wrong side of some sharp edged tongues. I’ve cried. A lot. And I’ve felt the hurt from a barrage of hateful insults and the tone of one passive aggressive dig. 

It’s reminded me how crucial our words are to the heart of those around us. It’s reminded me of who I want to be. I don’t want to take someone’s joy…I want to lift theirs. 

Because someday we’ve all gotta stand before God, and I want him to see how I chose Love. How I chose my words to build, not break. The last two days were freakishly hard, but the perspective I’ve gained about who I want to be has been tremendous. 

Please God help me to bring Joy.