unspoken.

The feeling you get when you write an email and decide not to send it. The feeling you get when you think of a birthday present for someone but never buy it. It’s because of precaution.  ‘Better safe than sorry’ the saying goes. Who knows where our words will land on the other person’s heart?

But I wonder what the world would be like if we always told people what we really thought? A lot more would be ugly. A lot more of hurt would be caused, I’m sure. But for the good things, should restraint be applied there? I hear a tongue shriller than all the music cry, ‘Yes, even there.’  Timing is crucial. So is the motivation behind our actions. Yet I mourn for the lost words of things unspoken. Instead, packed away in the hidden memories of eternity, they reside. 

May the Lord redeem the thoughts of His people.