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Boys Flying Kites.
By Coleen Hauser
April 2nd, 2026
“Your word I have hidden in my heart, that I might not sin against You.” Psalm 119:11
Words are powerful. They can encourage, and they can discourage. But what about the times we fail to speak?
I had a relative who was mentally challenged. This young man was able to function in life, drove a car, and even briefly held a few jobs. But somehow, it never occurred to me to ask him if he would like to accept Jesus into his life. However, a cousin of mine told me that she had talked to him about Jesus, and that she asked him if he would like to accept Christ as his Savior. I’m so glad he said yes, because not long after that, he died suddenly from a heart attack!
Another missed opportunity that still haunts me happened when a young man came to our church wearing wrinkled clothes and smelling very bad.
Oh, dear God, don’t let him sit near me, I thought. But he did. And I moved.
He came to church a few more times, and then I never saw him again. I still cry when I think of my callousness toward another child of God. It’s very likely that he was homeless and had no change of clothes. I may never know.
Mother Teresa told of an experience she had in Bombay, India. “There was a big conference on hunger,” she said. “And when I came to that place, right in front of the door where hundreds of people were talking about hunger, I found a dying man. I took him home, and he died there. He died of hunger.”
There are those around us who are dying of hunger—hunger for the Word of God! What we do—or fail to do—speaks volumes about who we are as Christians. In James 3:8–9, we read about the power of the tongue. “No man can tame the tongue,” he says. “It is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless our God and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in the similitude of God.”
Gossip. It’s just a word, but it comes far too easily for saints and sinners alike. American Evangelist Dwight L. Moody told the story of a woman who confessed to her priest that she had gossiped, so he gave her a thistle-top and told her to go and spread the seeds, one by one and then return to him. She was confused by this penance, but obeyed. And when she returned, he told her to go and gather up all the seeds! Of course, she quickly
realized it was impossible—and she learned her lesson.
Words—they can inspire, and they can condemn. They can hurt others, and as the final lines of an old poem says:
“Boys flying kites haul in their white-winged birds;
You can’t do that when you’re flying words.”
Boys Flying Kites.
By Coleen Hauser
April 2nd, 2026
“Your word I have hidden in my heart, that I might not sin against You.” Psalm 119:11
Words are powerful. They can encourage, and they can discourage. But what about the times we fail to speak?
I had a relative who was mentally challenged. This young man was able to function in life, drove a car, and even briefly held a few jobs. But somehow, it never occurred to me to ask him if he would like to accept Jesus into his life. However, a cousin of mine told me that she had talked to him about Jesus, and that she asked him if he would like to accept Christ as his Savior. I’m so glad he said yes, because not long after that, he died suddenly from a heart attack!
Another missed opportunity that still haunts me happened when a young man came to our church wearing wrinkled clothes and smelling very bad.
Oh, dear God, don’t let him sit near me, I thought. But he did. And I moved.
He came to church a few more times, and then I never saw him again. I still cry when I think of my callousness toward another child of God. It’s very likely that he was homeless and had no change of clothes. I may never know.
Mother Teresa told of an experience she had in Bombay, India. “There was a big conference on hunger,” she said. “And when I came to that place, right in front of the door where hundreds of people were talking about hunger, I found a dying man. I took him home, and he died there. He died of hunger.”
There are those around us who are dying of hunger—hunger for the Word of God! What we do—or fail to do—speaks volumes about who we are as Christians. In James 3:8–9, we read about the power of the tongue. “No man can tame the tongue,” he says. “It is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless our God and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in the similitude of God.”
Gossip. It’s just a word, but it comes far too easily for saints and sinners alike. American Evangelist Dwight L. Moody told the story of a woman who confessed to her priest that she had gossiped, so he gave her a thistle-top and told her to go and spread the seeds, one by one and then return to him. She was confused by this penance, but obeyed. And when she returned, he told her to go and gather up all the seeds! Of course, she quickly
realized it was impossible—and she learned her lesson.
Words—they can inspire, and they can condemn. They can hurt others, and as the final lines of an old poem says:
“Boys flying kites haul in their white-winged birds;
You can’t do that when you’re flying words.”
THREE ANGELS BROADCASTING NETWORK DEVOTIONAL.
Boys Flying Kites.
By Coleen Hauser
April 2nd, 2026
“Your word I have hidden in my heart, that I might not sin against You.” Psalm 119:11
Words are powerful. They can encourage, and they can discourage. But what about the times we fail to speak?
I had a relative who was mentally challenged. This young man was able to function in life, drove a car, and even briefly held a few jobs. But somehow, it never occurred to me to ask him if he would like to accept Jesus into his life. However, a cousin of mine told me that she had talked to him about Jesus, and that she asked him if he would like to accept Christ as his Savior. I’m so glad he said yes, because not long after that, he died suddenly from a heart attack!
Another missed opportunity that still haunts me happened when a young man came to our church wearing wrinkled clothes and smelling very bad.
Oh, dear God, don’t let him sit near me, I thought. But he did. And I moved.
He came to church a few more times, and then I never saw him again. I still cry when I think of my callousness toward another child of God. It’s very likely that he was homeless and had no change of clothes. I may never know.
Mother Teresa told of an experience she had in Bombay, India. “There was a big conference on hunger,” she said. “And when I came to that place, right in front of the door where hundreds of people were talking about hunger, I found a dying man. I took him home, and he died there. He died of hunger.”
There are those around us who are dying of hunger—hunger for the Word of God! What we do—or fail to do—speaks volumes about who we are as Christians. In James 3:8–9, we read about the power of the tongue. “No man can tame the tongue,” he says. “It is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless our God and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in the similitude of God.”
Gossip. It’s just a word, but it comes far too easily for saints and sinners alike. American Evangelist Dwight L. Moody told the story of a woman who confessed to her priest that she had gossiped, so he gave her a thistle-top and told her to go and spread the seeds, one by one and then return to him. She was confused by this penance, but obeyed. And when she returned, he told her to go and gather up all the seeds! Of course, she quickly
realized it was impossible—and she learned her lesson.
Words—they can inspire, and they can condemn. They can hurt others, and as the final lines of an old poem says:
“Boys flying kites haul in their white-winged birds;
You can’t do that when you’re flying words.”
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