Be silent or let thy words be worth more than silence.” (Pythagorus)
It was a challenge. The day of my precious Grandmother's funeral was very difficult and complicated. She was a dear lady whose love touched each person she met. Oh, how I loved her stories of years past...her sense of humor...and her incredible wisdom. The time had arrived to bid farewell as a hole sliced through my heart, leaving me numb and broken.
I don't remember much about the service or people's comments during visitation. Yet one memory is vivid. My lifetime best friend sat beside me for awhile...saying nothing. She didn't repeat all too familiar cliches. She didn't analyze, criticize or rationalize. She simply cared...silently. As tears occasionally streamed down my face, she squeezed my arm or handed me tissues but her silence meant the most. Words were not as effective as her presence, friendship and love. I have never forgotten her precious silence.
Sometimes spoken words touch our hearts deeply. Sometimes silence touches our hearts even more effectively. As years pass in my life, I have learned the importance of spoken words...and that which is left unspoken. I have learned that once words are spoken, they cannot be withdrawn. I have been on the receiving end of cruel words which destroyed and tore lives apart.. I have also been drawn to others who wisely chose silence...which promoted healing. It has always inspired me that even Jesus knew when it was best to speak...or not.
May I speak only if it honors, serves and glorifies Him more than silence.♥~thl
..."a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak"... Ecclesiastes 3: 7
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