Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Proverbs 12: 25
Heaviness in the heart of man maketh it stoop, but a good word maketh it glad. (KJV)
Worry makes a man's heart heavy, a kindly word makes it glad. ( Jerusalem Bible)
Defeat is achieved by looking at d'-feet. When the enemy of our soul wants to defeat us, he fills us with worry, heaviness, hurt, fear and confusion, this causes us to look down and stoop over with the heaviness of trouble. It is a though a great weight was placed upon our shoulders and we are bound by the fetters or circumstances.
A kindly word, lifts up the head and makes the heart glad. A good word in the hearing of a person who is down-trodden, lifts the heavy burden and breaks the fetters, setting the captive free.
We are the bearers of the "good word" the "kindly word" that can dispel darkness. What we need to do is USE IT. The sick need kindness; the hurt need compassion; the depressed need joy and the Christian has the word of Hope.
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? HOPE THOU IN GOD; FOR I SHALL YET PRAISE HIM, WHO IS THE HEALTH OF MY COUNTENANCE, AND MY GOD (Psalm 42: 11)
Proverbs 12: 25
Heaviness in the heart of man maketh it stoop, but a good word maketh it glad. (KJV)
Worry makes a man's heart heavy, a kindly word makes it glad. ( Jerusalem Bible)
Defeat is achieved by looking at d'-feet. When the enemy of our soul wants to defeat us, he fills us with worry, heaviness, hurt, fear and confusion, this causes us to look down and stoop over with the heaviness of trouble. It is a though a great weight was placed upon our shoulders and we are bound by the fetters or circumstances.
A kindly word, lifts up the head and makes the heart glad. A good word in the hearing of a person who is down-trodden, lifts the heavy burden and breaks the fetters, setting the captive free.
We are the bearers of the "good word" the "kindly word" that can dispel darkness. What we need to do is USE IT. The sick need kindness; the hurt need compassion; the depressed need joy and the Christian has the word of Hope.
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? HOPE THOU IN GOD; FOR I SHALL YET PRAISE HIM, WHO IS THE HEALTH OF MY COUNTENANCE, AND MY GOD (Psalm 42: 11)
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