In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning.
I'm going to indulge in a bit of cheat today and send you over to read Lisa Jo post/prompt because I think she speaks perfectly of the power of life that our words carry.
Though I will add that this is one of the unexpected responsibilities of motherhood, having a little, sponge of person listening and taking in everything I say ~ even when I don't think they are listening.
~ How do I talk to the homeless person on the corner?
~ How do I talk to/about their dad?
~ How do I convey disappointment in a choice they made while still communicating unconditional love and support?
Our words indeed can carry great power in them.