In the routine of our daily life, it is doubtful there is anything more powerful than our words. By words we are loved, destroyed, comforted, frightened, molded, and inspired. Words spoken have often changed history. Words greatly define the reality in which we live and the identity we take. It is true in our politics, our religion, and our relationships. Words and our humanity are inextricably enmeshed.
But, can the power of words be lost? What happens if it is? And how is that power restored?
A few years ago at the Sundance Film Festival (2006), I encountered the film "Forgiven." On the surface, the film appears to be about a Southern, Jesus-talking, small town D.A. named Peter Miles, who is running for the U.S. Senate. His life becomes jarred by the last minute release of Ronald Bradler, a poor, black, death-row inmate he had improperly prosecuted. But it is quite evident that Paul Fitzgerald (who wrote, directed, and starred in the film) is pressing deeper than the issues of capital punishment, racism, or corruption.
He is exposing the emptiness of our words. And with that, quite possibly, the emptiness of ourselves. Do we really feel the words we say? Do we really comprehend, feel, taste their significance?