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What language are YOU speaking?

 When I was a young girl my family lived just outside a larger city. My parents divorced, my mom remarried and we moved to a small rural town where my stepfather had been raised.
Many things were different, but the language change was quite unexpected, particularly since we only moved a couple of hundred miles.
All of the sudden ‘t’s’ for, some unknown reason, were not pronounced anymore, such as mountain was now mounnaan. And vowels took on an entirely new sound; corn was now carn, horse was now harse, corner was now carner…you get my point?
Well, one day my step dad asked my mom to go out to the camp trailer and get the cards. We played cards regularly, so for him to ask for the cards was not uncommon.
Mom came back with the deck of cards to which he said, ‘I want the cards, please go get the cards.’
She went back out to the camp trailer again looking for another deck of cards. She came back and replied there were no other cards. He was quite exasperated at this point, stomped passed us, went to the trailer and came back holding an extension cord, waving it above his head and said quite loudly, “Here’s the card, I wanted the card!”
A funny story, but how do we communicate with our family and others?

  •  Do we expect them to read our minds (oohhh, ladies we are good at that one aren’t we – some guys are too)?
  • Do we want them to acknowledge our irritated voice, whether it is warranted or not, and do as we want just to keep us calm and quiet?
  • Do we use vulgar or crude language to try to bully others into agreeing with us, or even thinking it will make us look more important or sophisticated?

Years ago I decided, actually I made the conscious choice, not to swear or use profane language. Now mind you I have many, many weaknesses and human frailties, so don’t think I’m being preachy here. However, I can witness that my choice has quenched many a fires of contention because I didn’t add fuel to the flame with my language. In fact one of my adult children told me not too long ago, that they had a nightmare in which I was swearing and carrying on and they didn’t know what to do!
I believe we choose our character with how we talk and what we say. If we desire to edify and strengthen others it comes back one-hundred fold as a blessing.
Some foolishly believe that to cut others down, ridicule or to be sarcastic serves the purpose of making them look better.
When quite the opposite is true! When we are free with compliments, give credit to any and all who deserve even a smidgen, it only lifts us higher. We can’t climb when we are putting down and pulling apart our base. On the other hand, we climb to heights unknown when we strengthen the base by building others around us.
We have freedom to say what we will, and in the manner we desire. But remember that our tongue is mightier and more powerful than any weapon that ever has been, or ever will be created. Why? Because it can hinder, or even destroy the human spirit – devastate the soul who is looking to you for encouragement, guidance and nurture.
Let’s all try to cheer others in their journey, just as if we were on the sidelines of a runner who needed confidence that they could make it to the finish line of their problem at hand, as well as life.
Let us each acknowledge another persons hurt, or a difficult circumstance. Tell them you believe in them, and most importantly, that you truly care about them.
As we practice compassion and being more kindhearted, we will become a more noble and excellent soul.
Recognize a blessing and be a blessing today.

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  • Thank you for linking at Show Me Your Plaid Monday’s!!! You have been Pinned!

  • Great post! I gave up swearing and using profane language a couple of years ago, but do have my moments of weakness. It is even more important now that we have a baby to ensure that we teach him proper and respectful ways of speaking.
    Found you through Catherine’s blog hop.

  • Jill F. says:

    That is an amusing story! My hubby and I sometimes have the same issue – one of us doesn’t understand the other because of regional dialects, not a difference in language. Thank you for the reminder that words are stronger than swords. Thank you for joining the Thumping Thursday bloghop.

  • Kim says:

    Wonderful words of wisdom! Isn’t it amazing how we can change everything by holding our tongue? I struggle with this along with everyone else, so thank you for the reminder. Great post! 🙂

  • Wonderful and wise post~ Thanks for sharing at The Four Seasons Blog Hop~ Lynn @ Turnips 2 Tangerines

  • Thanks so much for sharing them with Wednesday’s Adorned From Above Link Party.
    Have a great week.
    Debi and Charly @ Adorned From Above

  • That is a funny story!! As an Arkansas native who has lived in Rhode Island for 16 years I can completely related to language barriers! I am constantly trying to speak with love and grace with my kids. It’s never fun to hear my negative words or tone of voice coming out of their mouths. Thanks for sharing via Family Fun Friday.

  • Thank you for your great reminder of just how we should treat those we love. I have a grandmother whose voice I never heard raised in anger or frustration. One day, I hope to be like her.

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