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Welcome to The Blessed Word. Speech Is a Gift

  • Beata
  • Mar 23
  • 3 min read

Updated: 22 hours ago

"Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God." Matthew 4:4

Life moves fast, but I’m learning to pause, breathe, and appreciate where I’ve been and where I am now. This blog comes from that place—a space for reflection, gratitude, and honest conversations with God.


The Blessed Word is my heart on these pages—stories of searching, struggling, learning, and finally resting in His love. If you’ve ever felt lost, overwhelmed, or just needed a reminder that God is near, you’re in the right place.


Here, faith meets real life. The Bible isn’t just words—it’s food for the soul. Whether you’re navigating new seasons, carrying past wounds, or simply craving deeper connection, I hope you find encouragement here.


I’m so glad you’re here! I pray these words bless you, and that Abba, our loving Father, meets you exactly where you need Him today. May His love and favor surround you as we walk this journey together.


Welcome to the home of my heart.

Text on a gradient pastel background reads: "The words that I speak unto you, they are spirit, and they are life," conveying a serene, uplifting mood.
John 6,63

Speech is a Gift


I often marvel at the beauty of language—how it allows me to connect with others, to learn, to understand. Every language has its own rules, patterns, and exceptions. There is a rhythm to it, a kind of order.


And I think love is much the same. I have to keep learning it, practicing it, and using it so that it can take root and grow—just like a foreign language. The more I open my heart to love, the less foreign it feels.


Love flows from within, from the "deep waters," and it finds expression in words—words that bring life.

"Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me." Psalm 42,7

But I also know that what I say doesn’t just come from my heart—it also shapes my heart. My words can nourish and uplift, or they can wound and tear down. They can bring good fruit or leave only emptiness.


Jesus reminds me:

"I tell you, on the day of judgment people will give account for every careless word they speak, for by your words you will be justified, and by your words you will be condemned.” Matthew 12:36-37

That thought humbles me. My words are not just fleeting sounds. They carry weight.


I have felt words soothe my soul like a gentle balm, but I have also felt them cut deep, leaving scars. Sometimes, I find myself believing words that aren’t true—lies about myself, whispered by the world or even my own thoughts. And in those moments, I have to remind myself of the only truth that matters: what God says about me.


He is the God of Love, of Peace, of Silence. The One who is present here and now. In this very moment.


My life is like a "flowing stream" carrying fresh water of God’s blessings, which means being fully present at every moment. It means letting go of attachments that bring fear, sorrow, bitterness, and unforgiveness—attachments that declare death over me and over the world. When I hold onto them, I wage a never-ending war in my own heart.


But just as I use language, I also reap its fruits. The energy I pour into my words fills my heart, and it overflows into the world.

Every word I speak brings either war or peace, life or death.

And that is a responsibility I don’t take lightly.



St. Francis de Sales once said:

“When you encounter difficulties and contradictions, do not try to break them, but bend them with gentleness and time.”

I think about that when I want to react harshly, when my words are about to come from a place of frustration rather than love.


I don’t want to let fear, bitterness, or unforgiveness take over my heart. They only build walls and keep me trapped in a battle that never ends.

I don’t want to waste my breath on blame or resentment.


I remember the wisdom of Maya Angelou:

“I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”

God has given me the gift of speech.

I want to use it well. I want to unwrap this gift with gratitude and fill the world with words of life.


So today, I pray that my words—and yours—will be filled with kindness, with gentleness, with truth.


Wishing you a blessed day and beautiful words to share.

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