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Some may say I am a "Stay at home Mom," but that is not even close. I am Eric's Wife. I have exhilarating strokes of genius, followed almost immediately by paralyzing pangs of self doubt and, for whatever reason, here is where I blog about it - warts and all. I serve a merciful God with a clumsy hand and at the end of each day I go to sleep thankful to be His servant and Eric's wife.

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Does this Word Look Heavy on Me?

September 4, 2012

Words are heavy.  I like to pretend that context is heavier, but I fancy words too much to carry on with that false reality.  Words are heavy and I want to weigh mine carefully.  Sometimes, short words are the heaviest.

And now, for no other reason than because this is my public street corner on the internet and I get to hollar whatever I want, here are my four super heavy words:

  • Love – I love my husband.  I love my kids.  I enjoy Dove’s dark chocolate.  Do you see what I did there?  I understand that you know context if I were to say that I love Dove’s dark chocolate – you would know that I do not want to marry or kiss the chocolate, but that I have a fondness for it which defies reason.  I know that you know what I mean, but I think the real problem lies not with the hearer, but the speaker.  Love is perhaps a softer example.  the next word was the first to begin weighing on me
  • Hate – I hate cancer.  I hate child abuse.  I disfavor stewed tomatoes.  This word really struck me years ago when I met a woman with a long list of people, places, and things she claimed to hate.  She hated this professor and that dean.  She hated this television program and she hated those shoes.  She especially hated people who were judgmental or over 30 and she later grew to hate me.  Her list was long enough to inspire me to ponder my own list of people, places, and things which I hated to see if it compared.  As the years have passed by since I met her, I have found my list dwindle down to almost no thing or place and absolutely no people.  I cannot honestly say I hate much of anything, so I won’t.
  • Amazing:  The grace of God is AMAZING.  The fact that I get to be a Mama to Ian and Mackenzie is AMAZING.  The $125 Diesal brand skirt that I bought for only $1.25 at the Salvation Army is a fantastic find.  I also include the word “awesome” in this category.
  • Scared(/Scary/Afraid):  This is an easy one to toss around in our current political climate.  At some point in the last three or so years, I have been blessed by the Holy Spirit with a spirit of courage and not fear.  This was an answer to prayer, though not the answer I wanted.  I wanted God to remove the things I was afraid of, and instead He made me unafraid.  I serve a King who says to take heart because He already overcame the whole world and anything it can throw at me.   I have nothing to fear.  Because of this, I will likely never make a Facebook update about an act of congress with the comment that it is “scary” and I am “scared.”  I really can’t think of a good context for this word, unless I were discussing what life would look like if  God was not in control.

You may still hear me casually toss these words around, though I know it will become more infrequent as the Holy Spirit continues chiseling.

(Unrelated to this blog post, but totally related to Holy Spirit chiseling: my dear friend was laid up in the hospital recently for the umpteenth time in ten short years.  She was in really bad shape and she asked me, “What is wrong with us, Amy?  Why does God have to keep working so hard on us?”  To which I responded, “Clearly, we are horrible, horrible people who don’t learn lessons easily.  It’s a wonder God gets anything done with us in His fan club.”  (This is an example of using heavy words sarcastically to make a point.  I try to do this sparingly.)  For real, though, praise God when it gets rough and the mountain is impossible.  He is setting the stage for His glory and you get to help.  Be patient when you’re getting chiseled.)

(Did you notice my haphazard use of parenthesis?  Rebel rouser.)




3 responses to “Does this Word Look Heavy on Me?”

  1. Ginger says:

    I enjoyed and found this post fantastic!

    I recently have found the words hate and love and the way we use them to be much to casual. I think using them to describe how I feel about something of little relevance and importance takes away from how I want to describe how I feel about things that do matter. So, when I say “I love dark chocolate” and “I love Jason” it makes me wonder what that communicates to Jason and if others doubt my sincerity when I say “I love you” to them.

    Keep standing and shouting on the street corner friend!

  2. Eric's Wife says:

    I love you, Ginger. I really do. 🙂

  3. Briana says:

    Good thoughts to share.

    Personally, I find it amusing when people use the word genius so much. I mean, if it’s genius to use the end of an old pants hanger to clip chips instead of buying an actual chip-clip, than what word are we going to use for the guy that cures cancer?