The power of speech is a tool to those who understand that the mind’s resistance to repetition is a weakness to man’s sanity. The first lie is evident and the second, a repeated call to ignorance but the next refrain, an interjection of power to the forces of adaptation. Speaking doubt into certainties; blurring lines like cataract-shielded eyes translating distorted visions; manipulating affirmations into maybes and nevers into why-nots. Eyes filled with truth, guilty of fraudulent interpretation; offering liberal variances of what they saw in an effort to negotiate acceptance in a compromise of truth. Suggesting skepticism behind a barrier of intellect they wield a repetitious cycle of re-engineered myths; weakening the confidence of known facts and heightening suspicion against the foundation of human existence. But we should speak life!

A tedious game of liar’s Jenga; the maintenance required to support the credibility of a mythological storyboard teeters on the edge of a single truth. The recording played over time, in repetition and denial can deceive anyone except God and those who diligently seek Him. Truth vs lies; the battle for truth is won in the trenches with soldiers whose eyes remain focused and whose ears resist the caress of personal pleasures for the joy of fulfillment. What if we spoke life?

The power of speech would reverse the curse of listless coexistence that masks the seething indignation of our culture. The first truth is obviously love and the second, a repeated call to share but the next refrain, a multiplication of its power interjected into the pains of disillusionment. Speaking certainty into doubt; illuminating paths with the clarity-laced forces of discipline; turning passive religious ritual into heartwarming revival; accepting the unacceptable under the conditions of unconditional acceptance. Eyes filled with tears; declared innocent over sacrificial sharing of the only real truth; the purpose of life; the life we can speak, if we choose to.

“Death and life are in the power of the tongue, And those who love it will eat its fruit.” Proverbs 18:21 (NKJV)

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Gordon Keith is husband, father and retired military officer with a passion for the poetic expression of deep thought through written word. A world traveler with a history of unique social entanglements, his views, though often opinion-driven are tempered by Christian discretion. A lover of Jesus and jazz, his dream of the perfect composition would play like sheet music to a beautifully orchestrated reappearance of the Messiah.

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