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I read news and posts and I find such clever, biting, and witty things to say. At lat, they seem that way to me as I congrtulate myself.

They are argument breakers!

Mic drop moments!

We imagine the dumbfounded opposition retreating into the silence, unconvinced, yet muted.

It is then that it hits me that maybe, sometimes, it takes more courage to remain silent than to speak.

Not only that, but it is often wiser.

Not only that, but it may be a more effective path toward understanding, agreement, and problem solving.

Most important, I am reminded that the law of love is the highest law and that I am a steward of my words, that they are to be used to build up rather than to tear down.

Sometimes my tongue gets sore from biting it and a lot of really cute words end up on my clipboard and, eventually, in the recycle bin, but probably not enough.

God, remind me of why you gave me words in the first place.