After reading this Diluted, I have to agree: sometimes words lose their meaning when spoken too late. This can be true if they are not spoken when needed. Some of us have experienced trauma in our lives and should have said something a long time ago; however, we kept the words bottled up and held on to them instead of releasing them. Some of us have experienced traumatic experiences and have unspoken words. After reading this post by Diluted, I have to agree that sometimes words lose their meaning when they are spoken too late. This is especially true if they are not expressed when they should be. Many of us have experienced trauma in our lives and should have spoken up a long time ago; however, we kept those words bottled up instead of releasing them.

Time heals some things, but not all things. Over time, people sometimes change and begin to see you differently. Not because you failed them, but because their hearts have finally received healing and their circumstances have shifted. Growth has a way of altering perspective.

But sometimes, the words that could have set you free are spoken too late, or never spoken at all, and in that silence, or in that delay, those words lose their meaning and their weight. What once had the power to heal becomes a quiet echo, unable to undo the damage left by time, misunderstanding, or absence.

When your heart cries out for healing and deliverance, you begin to fight the space and distance between where you are and where your freedom lives. In that fight, your mindset has to change. You have to start thinking differently. The words you speak can become the very healing you need.

Words that lift your head, and even the heads of those who caused you trauma. Healing does not always arrive quietly; sometimes it comes through the courage to speak what has been buried.Your life is not your own. Your story is meant to help someone else. I often say we were created to help one another because we need each other.

How long will you remain bound by depression, condemnation, low self-esteem, anxiety, fear or whatever it is that’s keeping you from progressing in life? How long will you stay in shackles and chains? How long will you remain hidden and disguised? How long will you continue to allow trauma to dictate your life, and the noise in your head to be the loudest voice you hear? How long will you live in hypocrisy, moving through life as one person on the outside, while the inner you cries out to be freed from this mess?

If you are not confident enough to speak what needs to be spoken, write a letter. Create a song. Journal the words. However you choose to release them, if it will begin the healing process, just do it. And if you’re not sure, do it anyway. Your healing can begin today.

When words are spoken too late, they often lose their meaning and their weight. Don’t spend another year broken, with mumbles whispering from the depths of your spirit while crying out for deliverance. Reclaim your peace today by respectfully speaking what needs to be spoken, and prepare your heart for a response. Because, regardless of the outcome, you deserve healing. You deserve peace.

And know this: God hears the words you speak and the ones you struggle to release. He is near to the brokenhearted, faithful to restore what was wounded, and gentle with the parts of you still learning how to trust again. Place it in his hand, and let healing begin.

God, you are near to the brokenhearted, and you see every wound we’ve tried to hide. We cast our cares on you, trusting that you care deeply for us. Speak truth where lies have lived, bring freedom where there has been bondage, and restore what has been damaged by silence, fear, and delay. Give us the courage to speak, the wisdom to listen, and the grace to receive whatever follows. Complete the healing work you have begun, and lead us into the peace you promised. Amen.