“The right word spoken at the right time
is as beautiful as gold apples in a silver bowl.”
Prov. 25:11, New Century Version
I’ve been thinking about this particular verse for years. I had an older translation and I couldn’t decipher it. It is really good to understand what you have just read.
This verse tells us that there is a certain cadence– a timeliness for just the right word. There is a proper sense, a beautiful art in making the situation perfect. The wisdom comes in a conversation, and suddenly everything makes sense. There is a elegance that’s shared by everyone, and a dignity that the Holy Spirit bestows on our words. We only have to ask Him to bless what we say (or write.)
People speak wrong words as well. Rather then edifying, they tear down. Thirty years ago a Christian girl I was working with would always try to counsel me. Soon, I had enough of it. I walked up to her desk and said, “Becky (name changed), God has given me a word for you!” She looked up at me and smiled. ‘It’s Judges 16:16’, she got out her Bible to read the verse I just had given her. Tears welled up in her eyes.
“With such nagging she prodded him day after day until he was tired to death.”
I absolutely crushed her spirit. I had used the Word to assault her like a blunt instrument. Tears welled up in her eyes. It would be a time before I sought her forgiveness. I was hard and brutally used the Bible to purposefully hurt her. I do not suggest that you do this. I will never forget what I did. Oh man, did I ever learn.
That day I would learn the awesome power of my words— for good, or for evil.
Let us also decide that our words will bring life to those who we meet today– wise and encouraging words!