After a very rough marriage, I spent time looking back at it. The countless empty promises to me. The grand statements and empty gestures. The claims that I was loved but the loneliness that proved otherwise. Five long years of telling myself that words were good enough. Words were all that I needed. 

But that wasn't true. 

If the words aren't true, they don't mean much. They don't do much for my heart. I wonder if God feels the same. We make big promises. We say we believe in a higher power...or Jesus dying on the cross. But do they mean much? Are they empty words? Empty promises? Empty commitments? A lot of claims but do our actions tell God - and others - the opposite is actually true? 

We can come up with all the fancy arguments and excuses but in the end, only actions really matter. 

I'm an impatient person and an aggressive driver. But before you get excited about 'aggressiveness' being a godly trait, hang on. God isn't an impatient driver with road rage, like some of his children....But when I read this and realized He is aggressive, I loved the way it was said. It got me excited. That was a sign that something was happening. If we ever thought he was, this day he proved he wasn't in limbo. 

I also like Jesus' questions to the people about why they went to see John...If it wasn't '......' maybe it was '......'. Maybe, just maybe, you were more curious about God than you wanted to admit? Are you in that place? More curious about God than you want to admit? Go take a peek in the desert. 

If you were a fly on my wall for a week, and then you went home to your family and they asked you to tell them about me...I wonder what you would have to say.  What would a week with me tell you? What would a week with me show you?  What would a week with you tell me? What would a week with you show me?  Would we be satisfied with the reports about us?