Oh, the beauty that came forth when He released His Word, when He spoke life into existence. From the void He created artistry of every facet. It is nearly impossible to fathom this wordsmith, this writer, this storyteller who not only penned the plans of creation, but spoke them into being at the sound of His voice. The release of His words.
Oh, what a God we serve whose Word exists beyond the constraints of time. A God who is never surprised by the characters, plot, or details. A God who promises to work all things together for the good of those who love Him. A God whose Word will always be more than enough.
Oh, that He is a Father who would never withhold, deny, or silence the power of words. A Father whose Word can never return void or empty. A Father whose words are always true. May our words line up with His Word. May our words be yielded to His Word. May our words be strengthened by the power of the One they belong to.