"Silver Boxes"

The following poem entitled, "Silver Boxes," is a reminder that the words we speak, should be chosen and uttered carefully — not foolishly (Matthew 12:36; cf. Psalm 39:1; Proverbs 13:3; Proverbs 21:23):

"My words were harsh & hasty
And they came without a thought.
Then I saw the pain & anguish
That my bitter words had brought.

Bitter words that I had spoken
Made me think back through the past;
Of how many times I’d uttered
Biting words whose pain would last.

Then I wondered of the people
I had hurt by things I’d said;
All the ones I had discouraged
When I didn’t use my head.

Then I thought about my own life
Of painful words I’ve heard;
And of the times I’d been discouraged
By a sharp and cruel word.

And now clearly I remember
All the things I might have done;
But, by a word I was discouraged
And they never were begun.

So, help my words be silver boxes,
Neatly wrapped up with a bow;
That I give to all so freely,
As through each day I gladly go.

Silver boxes full of treasure,
Precious gifts from above;
That all the people I encounter
Might have a box of love." —Florence Littauer

—Mike Riley, Gospel Snippets