There is an old saying that goes. ”Sticks and stones will break my bones but names will never hurt me” I think we all know how false that statement is. Our words can inflect some of the deepest scars. We saw that first hand today…
At one point I looked over and I saw one of our staff members sitting beside a young boy who is maybe ten or eleven years old. She had her arm draped around his shoulder and I could tell she was praying with him. For a long time they sat together like that. I mentioned it to her afterwards how it touched me to see her praying for one of the students. She told me his story and it broke my heart.
This precious child is bullied in the classroom. The kids make fun of him all the time and call him names like niña and other derogatory things and say he is a homosexual. Day after day he faces the taunts and jeers of his classmates. Every day he puts up with their bullying. His teacher is aware of the situation and yet she does not come his defense or do anything to stop it. She allows it to continue. He has told his family what is going on, and they do nothing but laugh at him. But it isn’t funny. This boy is broken. He’s hurting bad and his wounds run oh so deep. And let me tell you…hurts like that …they follow you into adulthood. They can shape who we become. You can’t just simply “forget”.
My friend talked to him for a while. He was sobbing as he told her of all he was going through and the things he faces every day. I love my friend so much and we are so blessed to have her as part of our team. She is not only compassionate, patient and kind. She is amazing with the kids at the schools. God used her to speak life into his hurting heart, telling him the TRUTH that God loves him so very much and he is valuable to God. She told him that God has a plan and purpose for him. WORDS of LIFE…words so unlike the words of DEATH that have been spoken over him for so long. In that moment, she was Jesús with skin on to that child . When on one else cared, she was there offering hope. He had someone to talk to, someone who would listen, someone who truly cared about what he was going through. Someone who believed in him. I am sure her words calmed him and were a soothing balm on his crushed spirit. The Holy Spirit used her to breathe life and hope into his brokeness. It wasn’t by chance that she was in his classroom today, and had a chance to hear his heart.
James 3:5, 6
In the same way, the tongue is a small thing that makes grand speeches. But a tiny spark can set a great forest on fire.
And the tongue is a flame of fire, It is a whole word of wickedness, corrupting your entire body. It can set your whole life on fire, for it is set on fire by hell itself.
Sometimes it praises our Lord and Father, and sometimes it curses those who have been made in the image of God. And so blessing and cursing come out of the same mouth. Surely my brothers and sisters this is not right! Does a spring of water bubble out with both fresh water and bitter water?