"In Hebrew the term dabar means both 'word' and 'deed'. Thus to say something is to do something. 'I love you.' 'I hate you.' 'I forgive you.' 'I am afraid.' Who knows what such words do, but whatever it is, it can never be undone. Something that lay hidden in the heart is irrevocably released through speech into me, is given substance and tossed like a stone into the pool of history, where concentric rings lap out endlessly.
Words are power, essentially the power of creation. By my words I elicit a word from you. Through our conversation we create one another...
God never seems to weary of trying to (Gods)self across. Word after word (God) tries in search of the right word. When the creation itself doesn't seem to say it right - sun, moon, stars, all of it - (God) tries flesh and blood..."
I love this quote. It speaks deeply to what I believe as well...however, I changed all the male pronouns Buechner used for God...the older I get the less I can imagine God as "he"...God for me is God - both male and female and so much more. Yes, I think words are important and speak a truth deep into this world that sends out concentric circles....words that ultimately speak in and through all of humanity.
So, let me say - I am feeling a very fragile sense of hope. Fragile because it lies in the tension between the election of Obama and at the same time overturning Prop 8 in California and approving a change to the Constitution in Arizona defining marriage as between one man and one woman. Which leads me to ask, "What are WE saying in this country? Who do we want to be?"
Fragile because I think Obama opens our imaginations and enables a new kind of creativity - imagine who can be President in the USA. Imagine what is possible here in this amazing country we live in! Imagine. Fragile because in the same breath we say, oh, well, some things are possible, but not this..... And then, once again, we slam the door on what is possible. So, then I ask, assuming God works in and through humanity, "Where is God in all of this?"
Words matter. The words we say to ourselves over and over matter.
We are God's own and God has chosen to live and breathe through us..... Imagine if we really believe that. Imagine if that is the chatter that plays through our heads - "I am God's own, God works through me!" - and then imagine if we act accordingly.