No Rhyme or Reason

“But I tell you that every careless word that people speak, they shall give an accounting for it in the day of judgment. For by your words you will be justified, and by your words you will be condemned.”

(Matthew 12:36 – 37)

Someone asked me at church on Sunday if I had written any new poems lately. In the course of our short conversation, I made the comment that there was no rhyme or reason to how often I wrote a poem. Later that afternoon, I'm sure it was the Holy Spirit who reminded me of those words as I cleaned up the house.

“No rhyme or reason?” How could I say that? Of course there was a rhyme or there wouldn’t be a poem, and for the reason, shouldn’t it be to glorify God with the instrument He's placed in my hand – a pen?

Why do we so often say things we don’t really mean? Well, maybe not everyone does, but I do. When I do, I be-little the very words that are meant to bring life and light to others by sharing the knowledge and love of Jesus Christ. I make them cheap and meaningless when I spew them out thoughtlessly. Words have the power to tear down or build up. They should not be spent foolishly.

There is a rhyme or reason for everything we do. Every moment, every word given to us by God is intended to be used to its fullest, to be a blessing to others, and to bring Him glory. For the poet especially – There is always a rhyme or a reason to set their pen to paper, for in doing so they acknowledge that He is their rhyme, and He is their reason.

Words

by Charlotte Foster

My pen is filled with liquid words just waiting to flow out.

To write a poem that points to God for those who harbor doubt.

It’s just a Bic with dark blue ink, there’s nothing fancy here.

It holds no power of its own, it moves when God draws near.

If all the words were gathered and stored within this pen.

Their weight could not be measured with instruments of men.

For God created words more important than we know.

With them we utter curses or blessings we bestow.

He calls His son, “The Living Word,” His written plan fulfilled.

God’s spirit pouring out of men on Bible pages spilled.

It’s not our words that matter, nor the silly thoughts of man.

But words placed in the heart by God and His pen placed in our hand.

For all the words belong to Him, He’s the author of them all.

Let’s use them for His purpose and answer to His call.

Every pen or pencil can write a praise or prayer.

Some can write a song or poem if only they would dare.

God can use the words you write to give encouragement.

To save a life that once was lost because a note you sent.

The person who was lonely can know the Saviors love.

Because you listened and obeyed the voice that’s from above.

Words can be a tiny spark to light hopes dying flame.

Speak life and love into a life that will never be the same.

They’re a candle in the darkness, a light upon the hill.

Words spoken with compassion, empty broken hearts can fill.

We’ll never know till God reveals all that words can do.

So if your hand can hold a pen these words are meant for you!

Now we have received not the spirit of the world,
but the Spirit who is from God,

so that we may know the things freely given to us by God,
which things we also speak,
not in words taught by human wisdom,
but in those taught by the Spirit,
combining spiritual thoughts with spiritual words.

(1 Corinthians 2:13)