As my wife and I were taking a walk through the neighborhood this morning, I felt like asking her a question. It was one of those questions that I’m pretty sure most men would steer clear of, but I felt strongly about asking it.
“Do you know that I love you?”
Now, you may be saying to yourself ‘man, I wouldn’t ever go there’. Or perhaps you’re thinking of a response more like ‘are you crazy’?
You have to understand that a day doesn’t go by that we don’t tell each other that we love one another multiple times. So when I asked her the question “do you know that I love you?” I was already certain of her answer.
Except that she didn’t give me the answer I was anticipating. Her answer was short and to the point: sometimes.
SOMETIMES? WHAT KIND OF RESPONSE IS SOMETIMES?
Like any loving husband whose mind is now instantly filled with all kinds of wild (and insecure) thoughts, for a moment I didn’t know what to think or how to respond to her answer.
After mumbling something or other about how she must be kidding me, she began to explain her answer. Fortunately for me, she did in fact assure me that she knew that I loved her.
There’s always a but, isn’t there?
After telling me that yes, she did in fact know that I loved her; she went on to say that there are times when it doesn’t seem like I do.
By now all of my senses are on high alert, shields are up, and I’m steadying myself for “The Talk”. You know the talk I’m referring to, don’t you? If not, just ask any husband!
I guess I should explain something here before I proceed. You see, my wife is the kindest, sweetest, and most gentle person I’ve ever known. For all of that, she is also as honest as the day is long. She can be brutally honest, but with a dash of mercy included, if that makes any sense.
Oh, and lest anyone should mistake her gentleness for weakness, you would be making a huge mistake in doing so!!
So she proceeded to explain why she said the word sometimes, and I felt both my jaw and my heart drop. It seems that she used the word sometimes because of my propensity to withdraw into myself.
By my withdrawing into my own little world, she saw it as me withdrawing from her. Now of course, that was never my intention, but I can clearly see why she would think it was.
Lesson learned, and I have something (else) to work on.
This life lesson has caused me to think about our relationship with our Heavenly Father. I wonder if our actions send Him mixed messages as well.
Is this how God feels, that He’s unsure of how we truly feel about Him?
We go to church to worship Him. Or do we? Are we giving Him our all, our undivided attention? Or are we absentmindedly going through the motions while all along our thoughts are a million miles away?
If we aren’t careful our worship becomes stagnant. It becomes nothing more than rote. It becomes a mechanical routine, void of any spontaneity or enthusiasm. It becomes like the old joke where the man tells his wife “I told you I loved you when I married you, isn’t that enough?”
Well, no, it isn’t enough. Any more than it’s enough to let our Savior know that we love him only at Easter and Christmas.
Love is a verb. It requires action and effort on our part. If it isn’t displayed on the outside, it’s not happening on the inside either.
Hey, that’s good stuff right there!
If we withdraw from Him, how is He to know how we feel about Him? Some will say of course that ‘God knows everything and that includes how I feel about Him, so why do I need to do anything else’?
Ask yourself, is that good enough for your wife or husband? Don’t all of us like to hear those words “I Love You”, and to see them backed up by unselfish actions?
I don’t think our Heavenly Father is all that different from us in that regard. After all, we are made in His image.
Something to think about, isn’t it?
Be blessed everyone!