As Samuel grew up, the Lord was with him and let none of his words fall to the ground.
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I am a "word" person. Go figure. "None of his words fall to the ground" captured my attention today. The phrase is used like we would say "not a drop of that fine Merlot was wasted" or "the arrow found its target rather than falling to the ground." Words matter to me. I craft them carefully and I hear them said to me with volume and weight. Words can punch me in the gut or make me laugh and I re-read the ones that give me joyful surprises. Samuel grew up with the Lord with him and Samuel received the power and the purpose of God's words. But what if you are not a word person? What if gestures or music or activity or art or math or spreadsheets or machines are the way in which you take in the truth most comfortably and express what you receive to the world? We can choose to be only with those of our "own kind" but how dull a life that would be. God has quite a wild imagination when he fashioned humanity. We are all stunningly different. Learning one another's language without losing our own is challenging....but what a life! What a sacred adventure!
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Holy God, talk, paddle, draw, dance, sing, bow, play with us so that we can grow together in your kingdom. Amen.