I am grateful for words.
Words that come in the form of a sweet email from a lovely reader of my blog.
Words that fill one hundred and fifty pages of Son#3's thesis which I am currently editing for spelling and grammar. Not that I understand five words in ten. I had no idea he was so smart! (Well, actually I did. I just didn't realise he was so much smarter than me.)
Words that flow from my fingers when I sit down to write.
Words that encourage ... inform ... delight ... illuminate ... convey love or appreciation or both ... words that bring healing. Words that cause us to cry ... or laugh. Words that we return to again and again.
And for The Word.
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. (John 1:1. NKJV).