Words…
Words without action are just whispers against the wind of cowardess.
I have heard many words in my life, many promises made… thoughts taken, plans written out, hopes brought up. Ive seen many seemingly strong people make extraordinary speaches, preaching about change and the future.
Ive seen many of these words fail, actions falling silent as the ringing of their voices fade to nothingness. Hopes slowly fade, and trust begins to faulter.
Soon trust is gone, and hope is but another meaningless word.
No more… last chance is over.
I sit here on the “celebration” of our saviors death. Dying to save us from our sins.. i see the celebration to come in his resurrection. Today will also mark another day, the death of a word i hold dear.. “family” It will be burried silently, clothed in the finest linen and oils. I will mourn, remembering times past, memories shared, and love expressed. In three days it will be reborn, with new meaning and new hope.