TOY GUNS

Snippet

“Words are like eggs dropped from great heights; you can no more call them back than ignore the mess they leave when they fall.” ― Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls

Scripture

Pretentious with arrogance, they wear the latest fashions in violence, Pampered and overfed, decked out in silk bows of silliness. They jeer, using words to kill; they bully their way with words. They’re full of hot air, loudmouths disturbing the peace. People actually listen to them—can you believe it? Like thirsty puppies, they lap up their words. Psalm 73:6-10 The Message

Song

"Little Toy Guns” by Carrie Underwood

https://youtu.be/kxOYvI0pfLo

In between the coats in the closet

She held on to that heart-shaped locket

Staring at a family, flawless

But it ain't a pretty picture tonight

Mom and daddy just won't stop it

Fighting at the drop of a faucet

Cuts through the walls, catastrophic

She's caught in the crossfire

Puts her hands over her ears

Starts talking through the tears

And she's saying, and she's praying

I wish words were like little toy guns

No sting, no hurting no one

Just a bang, bang rolling off your tongue

(I wish words were like little toy guns)

Yeah, no smoke, no bullets

No kick from the trigger when you pull it

No pain, no damage done

(I wish words were like little toy guns)

And just a bang, bang rolling off your tongue

(I wish words were like little toy guns)

Wish there was a white flag waving

Or that they were both just faking

And it was just a game they were playing

Like shoot-'em-up cowboys

Leave the plastic pistols in the front yard

Throw away the scorecard

And just turn off all the noise

I wish words were like little toy guns

No sting, no hurting no one

Just a bang, bang rolling off your tongue

(I wish words were like little toy guns)

Yeah, no smoke, no bullets

No kick from the trigger when you pull it

No pain, no damage done

(I wish words like were little toy guns)

And just a bang, bang rolling off your tongue

(I wish words were like little toy guns)

Toy guns

Oh, I wish they didn't cut like a knife

I wish they didn't break you inside

I wish they didn't bang, bang

Make you wanna run...

Yeah, like little toy guns

No sting, no hurting no one

Just a bang, bang rolling off your tongue

(I wish words were like little toy guns)

Yeah, no smoke, no bullets

No shot from the trigger when you pull it

No pain, no damage done

(I wish words were like little toy guns)

And just a bang, bang rolling off your tongue

(I wish words were like little toy guns)

Toy guns

Oh, like little toy guns

Sentence Prayer

Father; your words create order

Often my words create painful chaos

Lord have mercy on my careless words.

Amen