Words have the power to break or to heal. It all depends on how they are used and for what they are used.
I tell three stories, today, on (in)courage about being wounded in community with words, but then how other words have been used to heal.
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It’s ridiculous how much just five little words can hurt.
“What are you doing here?”
And it’s ludicrous to think that even now as a grown woman I give those words the same power that I gave them when I was eleven-years-old.
Alongside puberty in a girl comes a painful self-awareness that she is inadequate in comparison with almost everyone else. When I was eleven I lived in fear of someone calling me out of a crowd, of being the center of attention and of people not wanting me around. I was clumsy and self-conscious and never felt like I fit in anywhere.
Before middle school began I tried to envision myself walking into the seventh grade lunch room, searching for a seat and then being asked, “What are you doing here?” By the time I got there, I did find friends but I still lived with the worry of being left out...
This week the theme on (in)courage is forgiveness when community has wounded you. The only way that I know how to begin the process of healing anything, even the pain of five ridiculously powerful uttered words is to begin to participate in the healing process of others.
So I began to say five other words. Five words with power and intention and life…
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