Friday, 25 May 2007

comparing words

the fleeting flurry of words
i type hurriedly
conversation is hasty
but the company fills the gap

i'm at my desk again and loving the fact that i am a part of an online community. but i can't help comparing. i have to compare. my words versus the word.

i was astounded to discover that my chat program (adium) records all my instant messenger chats. i noticed a small icon that looked like a clock and clicked on it only to be led to a new window with so so many recorded past conversations. there were too many to count! and i couldn't remember them. as i read over a few of them i could hardly remember having had those chats. they were forgotten. at the time those words served their purpose. i'd like to think that they helped people or entertained them. or more likely that i was entertained by them, and therefore im not suggesting that they were worthless words. only forgotten.

and then came the comparison... in 6000 years of history one book has stood. A book with no contradictions and no flaws. A book that is unsurpassed in its understanding of human nature and relationships. A book that became flesh and that will never die. It's words cannot be forgotten. It's words have defined truth for millenia. And my heart hungers for it's words far more than the hurried exchanges of preoccupied humans. I reach for the rich fullness of scripture. I can trade text another time....

The word that is alive... my words that are forgotten. Speak God, and I will listen.

Sunday, 20 May 2007

my words

you've said enough
hold the tongue and be quiet
but there's a joke to be told
so the thinks he should try it

taking the risk he soon realises
that humour involves compromises
they laughed at the joke but the damage was clear
the chuckle rings louder than the inevitable sear

another casualty
another sore
and though it you i terror
im the prisoner of war

the mouth that builds is the mouth that destroys
the tongue that helps is the tongue that enjoys
tearing and dealing, arguing, demeaning
i know you're hurting but it's me that needs healing

you've said enough
hold the tongue and be quiet
but there's a joke to be told
so the thinks he should try it