Blue moons come around more often than this one. I think Halley's Comet has been around since the last time I cried (and will probably come back again before the next one...). With that in mind, I let some of em go tonight. Don't go all ugly cry on me, but I did get a little choked up. I was speaking about words and the power of words and how they have a way of sticking with you. Some of the verses were:

Psalm 64:1-4 (NKJV) pg.
Hear my voice, O God, in my meditation; Preserve my life from fear of the enemy...³ Who sharpen their tongue like a sword, And bend their bows to shoot their arrows—bitter words, ⁴ That they may shoot in secret at the blameless; Suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear.

Psalm 140:1-3 (NKJV)
Deliver me, O Lord, from evil men; Preserve me from violent men..³ They sharpen their tongues like a serpent; The poison of asps is under their lips. Selah (Rest)

And I started processing through some of the arrows and some of the poison that I carried. I was reflecting on it with my friend Jack and to me, it seemed like when I said one word (which will remain unspoken), a flood of emotions came with no specifics about them. It was the weight of it all and it came together in a moment. Words seem to have a way of getting deep. Words seem to last. Even when the people who speak them are long gone, the words they have said can still remain. It's amazing the power our words have.

I thought about the poison I could have spread. I thought about the arrows that I have shot. And it hits you. You realize the working of our own iniquity. The damage we've done and the arrows we've felt, and how we freely give it out to others. It was then that it hit me. And it hit me good. And it was good. Caught some people off guard, since none of them have seen me cry. Good times!
----------------
Now playing: John Mark McMilllan - How He Loves