I love words.

Whether it is the elegant way they are put together or the way they are stumbled through, I truly think they are beautiful.

I love how words sound when you say them.  How "gentle" sounds gentle and "harsh" sounds harsh.  Sometimes talk sounds like a cadence, the way the words accent on different syllables, the order in which they are spoken, the emotions they express.

I love how words are mixed in different ways to mean different things.  What is said first and what is said second determines so much.  How they are orchestrated gives a dimension to what you are saying.  Layers and depth to creating a statement a message in different ways.

I love how words are more powerful when there are fewer of them.  Simple phrases, like "I love you" and "I miss you", say so much in a short amount of time and can mean so much more.

I love how words in different languages still apply to the rules.  Have you ever listened to another language you don't know? I don't know any other languages well, but listening to them I can tell what kind of conversation they are having.  Whether they are explaining something, professing secrets, or just sharing the day, the cadence of the language tells you the story.

I love how words create a relationship.  Whether it be inner-city kids who live down the street or Mandarin Chinese across the world, once you have the language your relationship builds, misunderstandings are broken and words, secret words, shared words are used to share secrets, to share stories, to share life.

I love how words share. Timely but timeless.  Words can tell you so much about the time, the place the person.

I love how words are simple. And God chooses simple words for us to share. Words share Jesus.

Simple. Simply beautiful.