Love In-Action

“I love you, too,” she said to me. Yet I wondered. Her actions pushing me away, or so it seemed, says otherwise. Neglect at reaching out towards me, behaving in ways I think she should, do these negate love she might feel somewhere deep inside still . . . for me?

And then “three fingers pointing back” convict me quick of times I’ve failed her, and others in my life, ones I have been given to hold dear. Does my silence and comfort in my solitude say to them I do not care, because my actions do not enough show my love there?

Ach! LORD, help! I am a mess indeed, at loving well, living as You show I should. Forever will I fall short, of Love in action freely felt and acted on rightly. Infuse me, Holy Spirit, please, to prompt me when and how to be a vessel of the love You pour out to others, yet through me. In myself I am a vessel poor.