One of the greatest lies we were told as children was that little rhyme: Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. All the while we stuffed those slurs deep inside. We reminded ourselves that the words carried no weight, but if they were so meaningless, why do we hear them over and over again?
The name-calling doesn’t end when we leave the school playground. Once we discover the power of words, we begin using them to attack Those who have inflicted pain on us.
Unless you have been a life-long Christian, you may be quite skilled with the weapons called words. Let’s look at the verbal bullets used in marriage. Where there is a couple, there is conflict.