Though the blog has been quiet, my journal pages are full. Full of what I call my “Pandemic Pages” – page after page of blue ink, my heart poured out onto the lines filling up the page. There is very little in there that I would ever share with the public….we keep private journals for a reason. It’s a bit like talking to God – I can rage, rejoice, weep, shake my head in disgust, and ultimately come back to that simple, powerful phrase “But God.” Perhaps you too have your pandemic pages – pages that walk you through this time, sometimes hope-filled and other times so desolate you can scarcely believe it is you. Yet, these words are important for us, and equally important not to share. To share them might be something of a betrayal.
A few years ago I read the words “Only speak words that make souls stronger.” I copied them down several times. For me that translates into writing – “only write words that make people stronger.” It’s easy for the sake of more readers, more likes, more shares to want to hop onto the latest scandal or crisis. It’s easy to react. It’s far more difficult to restrain myself and write words that do indeed make souls stronger.
Nine years ago, after a national crisis, then President Barack Obama said these words at a funeral:
At a time when we are far too eager to lay the blame for all that ails the world at the feet of those who think differently than we do, it’s important for us to pause for a moment and make sure that we are talking with each other in a way that heals, not a way that wounds.President Barack Obama
During this time where everything is debated, where job loss and pandemic stress have hurt millions, where worldwide loss and grief are ever present, I am reminded how important it is to work toward offering healing words.
Just this morning I had to ask forgiveness of someone I love dearly because I quipped something that had no connection with what we were texting about.
“Only speak words that make souls stronger….” Only write words that make souls stronger, lighter, braver, and more joy-filled. That doesn’t mean that I won’t challenge and be challenged. It means that I learn to be careful with what I write and with what I say. It means I ask myself these questions: “Does this reflect the truth of my faith tradition? Does this encourage? Does this appropriately challenge? Does this make people laugh or rejoice? Does this spread false rumors?”
As I walk the streets of my city I see the “walking wounded.” I go on social media, and I see more wounds. Yet our default mode is not to speak healing words, but rather words that accuse, criticize, mock, and assume the worst. I’d love to blame just the media for words that wound and criticize, but I know differently. I am far more guilty than I want to admit. The power of language and the way we put our words together is up to us; the way I put words together and how I use them is up to me.
Our world is desperate for healing words. Desperate. Anxiety, depression, and suicide are all on the rise. A few years ago I thought that public bullying could not possibly get worse. I was wrong. With the rise of “cancel culture” and social media shaming it has become infinitely worse. Added to this is the plethora of poor public examples and a dearth of good ones in every area of life – whether that be politics or faith.
I can’t change what other people choose to say. But I can change my own words. I can choose to speak words of hope and grace. I can choose to disagree with civility and respect. I can choose to give people a chance instead of assuming the worst.
I can choose to share words that “make souls stronger.”*
6 thoughts on “Pandemic Pages & Healing Words”
On Wed, Aug 19, 2020 at 4:34 PM MARILYN R. GARDNER wrote:
> Marilyn posted: ” Though the blog has been quiet, my journal pages are > full. Full of what I call my “Pandemic Pages” – page after page of blue > ink, my heart poured out onto the lines filling up the page. There is very > little in there that I would ever share with the p” >
Thank you, Marilyn! I’ve been thinking along the same lines. A book that has really steadied me in the last few months as been “66 Love Letters” by Dr. Larry Crabb. It’s about how all 66 Biblical books fit together (like a jigsaw) and how they demonstrate God’s over-arching worldwide plan for his Kingdom. One idea of Crabb’s that I keep coming back to is that we don’t need to mourn or focus on the evil in this world but instead ask, “What does Holiness look like in this situation?” When I think in those terms it really helps me to focus on being the kind of person God wants me to be today and in the present, evil world.
There is nothing words can’t do. Lord help me, in my demeanor, to line them up in positive and useful ways. “May the words of my mouth (and in my writings*) and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.” Psalm 19:14 *My addition. Thanks Marilyn.
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Thank you so much Bettie! Love this reminder.
Amen to healing words! I call my friend Barnabess- she’s so encouraging- thank you for your words- my journal continues- so much good has come in the midst of these days- Light in the darkness-John 1v9⭐️
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I love this! Thank you for your encouragement through reading and commenting. I do not take it for granted!