The Power Of Words

One of my college roommates, Alesia, changed my life with lessons and wisdom from her walk with God that have challenged and encouraged me.

Conversations with her leave me craving a better life. A life where I am closer to God. A life where I think outside of the box and my own limitations. A life where I live every moment like I know that I am the strong, brave, smart woman God created me to be.

I like her so much that I named my daughter after her. That, my friends, is admiration.

Clearly, Alesia has had a major impact on my life. One lesson I have learned from her, and continue to learn, is the power of words. Her method for teaching this lesson seemed insane but I will never forget the process or the outcome.

She did this weird experiment where she filled shot glasses with water and rice. Each was covered with plastic wrap. Each day for a month, she spoke to two of the three shot glasses. To one she spoke words of love. To the other she spoke words of hate. And the third, she ignored entirely.

After that month was over, she observed the results of her experiment. The love shot glass was practically unchanged. The ignored shot glass was a little moldy and yucky. The hate shot glass was DISGUSTING. Moldy, smelly, foul.

Alesia definitely proved her point.

Not only did she emphasize the importance of the power of words with her experiment, but Alesia lived it out everyday.

In a culture that encourages self-deprecation and unrealistic standards, she would stop me dead in my tracks if I spoke negatively about myself. Alesia would remind me that the words that came out of my mouth not only reflected what I believed in my heart and head, but they also acted as a self-fulfilling prophecy. If I spoke something enough, it would probably become true.

The fact of the matter is, God created me exactly the way He intended to. I am beautiful. I am smart. I am strong. I have purpose. He has big plans for me. That is the truth.

However, it can be so easy to forget what is true.

It is so easy to believe lies. It is easy for me to believe that I am ugly and worthless. It is easy for me to believe that I have been forgotten about. By friends, family and God. It is easy to look at my degree, my house, my bank account and my waistline and think that I am not enough.

But that is a lie.

Each time that I spoke a lie out loud in front of Alesia she shut it down. She would remind me of truth.

Find a friend like Alesia.

Find a friend who not only speaks life and truth, but also is brave enough to tell you to stop when your words are using their power for harm instead of good.