Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Finding the Right Word

As I was driving down the road today I got to thinking ( I know this is typically where all bad ideas begin) and it struck me that I have a very minuscule vocabulary.  I mean, the English language is riddled with beautiful words and though, I think I have a profound grasp on it, I do not.  I use the same vocabulary over and over in the hopes of expressing myself enough that it sticks; somehow, someway.  I digress. Words, beautiful words, words that are fluid and flowery, words which curve intricately through time and space much like the smells emanating from the vendor carts along food alley at a county fair. 

What makes a word good?  Is it one that has special meaning?  One that is obscure and obtuse?  One that covers a brevvy of areas in its quest to be all inclusive?  Are their words like this? 

Therefore, dear reader, as I keep this entry uncharacteristically short, what is your favorite word and why?

Mine, in case you are wondering, is: forgiven.  Why?  Because, though I was lost, I am now found and not because of who I am but because of who He is and and not because  of what I've done but because of what He did.  I don't think there is a more profound word.

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