A thought concerning the use of our speech- Author unknown

                                               O that my tongue might so possess

                                               The accents of His tenderness;

                                               That every word I breath might bless.

                                               For those who mourn, a word of cheer;

                                               A word of hope for those who fear;

                                               And a love for all men far and near.

                                               O that it might be said of me;

                                               Surely, thy speech betrayeth thee,

                                               As friend of Christ of Galilee.

Be assured that by our speech, we can be identified as God's' children or people of the world.

  Byrl  Brockman