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 Weedy Words
 

False words fall flat on the truth.
Weedy words will prove uncouth.
Someone said it long ago…
Honesty’s the way to go.
 
If we are complete in Christ…
All we need is His advice.
Weeding words the Bible way…
Examining the things we say.
 
Humans are habitual….
Sometimes sharp but sometimes dull.
 Prone to games of let’s pretend.
 Who needs a weed spewing friend?
 
If we speak the truth in love…
We reap approval from above.
Sowing seeds of selfishness
Will bring a harvest of distress.

Our enemies are sin and strife…
They tend to terminate a life
That could be on a winning walk…
If weeding out the double talk.
 
Flattery in forked form
Can only harmonize with harm.
Let every tongue of praise be true…
No weedy words to push on through.
 
Manipulation and deceit
Will only manifest a cheat.
Why cheat ourselves of the good things
That honor and uprightness brings?

There are those so sick in soul
That our great God needs to make whole.
We all fall short but it’s absurd
To not snatch out each weedy word.
 
 
 
Doris Jacobs-Covington
April 3, 2012



 
This poem is dedicated to Angel Rose, (Fantasy Island)
who inspired me with her poem of honor
and to Kat (Northblu)who wrote the first line of this poem
and gave me permission to borrow it.
 
 
~~ Author’s Note~~
Last night, in a dream like state, God showed me a beautiful flower
garden. He explained that our Christian lives are like it…we’ve sown
the seeds of faith and love and have harvested an inviting picture of
beauty and tranquility. But He said we are not taking proper care of
our gardens…and just like we must weed out a regular garden…we
must weed out our lives. Our words can become very weedy, and
can choke out or block the true beauty of our gardens. As Christians,
we are commanded to love one another.  Reading from 1 Corinthians
chapter 13  we see that love is never unkind and love shouldn’t even
notice when others do it wrong. I know we are all guilty of noticing…and
our human nature is sometimes offended…but that’s where forgiveness
should take over.  I shared these thoughts with my son, Tommy, when
I got up this morning…his words to me were “negative words are weedy
and weeds are hurtful and ugly.” Thus: Weedy Words…I hope it ministers
to hearts.  DJC
 
 
Romans 1:28 “Furthermore, since they did not think it worthwhile to retain the knowledge of God, he gave them over to a depraved mind, to do what ought not to be done.
1:29 They have become filled with every kind of wickedness, evil, greed and depravity. They are full of envy, murder, strife, deceit, and malice. They are gossips,
1:30 Slanderers, God-haters, insolent, arrogant, and boastful; they invent ways of doing evil; they disobey their parents;
1:31 they are senseless, faithless, heartless, ruthless.
1:32 Although they know God’s righteous decree that those who do such things deserve death, they

not only continue to do these things but also approve of those who practice them.
 

1 Corinthians 13

New International Version (NIV)
13 If I speak in the tonguesa]">[a] of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,b]">[b] but do not have love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. J)">It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. M)">Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. O)">It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. 12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love
 
 





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