“A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.” (Proverbs 25:11) I am sitting in math class, and I see these words. Apples of Gold. Pictures of Silver. Yes, the golden apples do stand out from the silver tree in shining splendour. The math professor carries on with pre-algebra, but my mind is filled with golden apples. How do my words affect those around me? Are they tarnished and ugly, poisoning others with their unsavoury bitterness? Or are they sweet and beautiful, like the golden sun lighting up each spark of dew on the muddy ground?
My words can lift the broken heart whose beloved one has gone to glory. My words can encourage the weary soul who cannot see past this wretched day. How? With the Loving Words of our Saviour. “My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness.” (2Cor. 12:9) May the Words of our Lord fill our lips and speak from our silver tongues apples of gold.