A Rejection of Mediocrity

Working in a fast-paces restaurant half the week and living at a secular university invites a good deal of foul language. At times, it’s rubbed off on me. I’ve had to watch my language at times; now and then I let expletives slip under my breath. It’s one of many things I’ve been convicted about, and one of many things God is working on in my life.

I still use exclamations that make some people uncomfortable. “Gosh” is technically a euphemism derived from “God”, but it’s developed enough of an identity of its own that I don’t equate it with blasphemy.

“Gosh, these hot wings are amazing.”

But every now and then, so-called “minced oaths” are really inadequate. Particularly when I’m really glad at something God’s done. Things that He does deserve an exclamation of surprise more illustrative of awe. “Gosh, I’m blessed” is almost blasphemous in its disconcern.

Would it be less blasphemous (or altogether profitable) to use God’s name as an expression of the scale of awe and gratitude you feel for what He’s done?

“God, I’m thankful for grace.”

It’s one thing to use God’s name in place of a four-letter word. But reverse blasphemy poses an interesting question, I think.

David