Bitterness, covetous, discontent, envy and resentment are words associated with jealousy. A day doesn’t pass without me envious of individuals blessed with a great personality. Some people are never at a loss with words, always knowing what to say and when. Although I spent a decade teaching high school students, day to day conversions have never come easy for me. While I may a desire to be the life of the party, I am normally a man of few words.
Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, my rock and my redeemer, Psalm 19:14.
Perhaps, this loss for words goes back to my childhood, born with a severe speech impediment. Beside being teased, the act of opening my mouth was an adventure. I never knew when I was going to stutter, but when I started I couldn’t verbalize a coherent word. These experiences led me to shy away from talking, afraid of another stuttering spasm that often triggered me to hyperventilate. This embarrassing past has influenced me to become a man of few words.
And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him, Colossians 3:17.
Yet, one man’s weakness has yielded a hidden treasure. Instead of speaking, the Lord had another plan for my life. With a few mentors in high school who just happened to be teachers, a seed was planted for the love of communicating. As the years past, poetry led to short stories and song writing. From here, doors opened to publish a monthly news letter which led to a staff writer position. As words continued to flow from within, a man who spoke few words can’t stop thinking of new topics to write about daily. Thus, as I post my 2700th blog today, I have come to terms with my own limitations. It’s okay to be a man of few words as long as I Express Myself for God.
by Jay Mankus