In my reading today it was about the joy of words. It strikes me as a worthy subject to write about because of the passion I have for words.
Words allow us to find a way to bring our thoughts out of our minds. The word is expressed in our own creation. God thought first about what he wanted to create. Then that thought came forth expressed in a word, and that word became flesh. We are made in the same image and likeness as our creator. So we have the same ability to create in the small the same way as God creates in the big.
Our words allow us to communicate with our fellow humans as well as God’s other creations. Even plants are known to react positively to our words. Words don’t even have to be heard or spoken they can be understood through sign language, writing, reading and even through our actions as well as our senses. Wow! As I write this I’m discovering the vastness of words I never looked at before. Isn’t it amazing how something we’ve done all our life can be taken for granted. We don’t even realize the power our own words hold within them.
Just like all the tools we have to use in life. A hammer can be used to build things or destroy them. Our thoughts must find a way out of our minds, they want to create. So what we focus on, believe and entertain will find a way out, and when we open the gate to our mouth the words they express will come flying out. They will create something positive, good and life giving, or negative, bad and destructives. We’ve been given a great gift. We should keep a watchful guard at the gate of our mouth making sure we don’t let any words out that don’t express who we really are. Our words are a mirror reflection of the life we create for ourselves. It’s kind of creepy if you think about it, because it gives others the opportunity to read our minds.
“Whether it’s reading or writing, literacy is an outlet to an untouchable world – your imagination.” –InternationalLiteracyDay.org
Today is International Literacy Day. I never even knew it existed. It’s goal is to help communities around the globe act as a united voice in raising awareness for those who cannot read or write.
The fact that you’re reading this most likely means you had the opportunity to go to school and learn these skills. But for some, like myself it wasn’t easy. One of the hardest things is when you have an imagination that craves to be expressed, but doesn’t understanding how to use the tools being taught. I couldn’t grasp phonics, so sounding words out or spelling them correctly was always a problem for me. Reading seemed to go through my eyes, and out my ears before my mind had a chance to catch the words. To have such learning disabilities when I grew up was never addressed in my day and age. It wasn’t until I read something I really enjoyed that found how wonderful reading could be.
To have the desire to write my thoughts was a dream I never thought would come true. But the desire to do what seemed impossible wouldn’t leave me alone. So I learned how to teach myself. Reading, journaling and eventually online classes gave me the ability to work at my own pace with one on one help. The hardest part was learning to accept the critiques as positive way to make me a better writer. Than there was the insecurity I had after all those years of feeling stupid. Why would anybody want to read what I had to write? What else could I do but put it out there, and find out. Now I know it has always been what I was meant to do.
So I’m happy to know there is a special day set aside to encourage the wonderful world literacy opens up for us. For in my life it has taught me to paint the pictures of my imagination with the brush strokes of my words.