Christians are too quick to give advice. This tendency bothers me. It bugs me when I do it, when others do it to me and when I hear it happening to others. You no sooner express an opinion about some problem in your life and the Christian advice pours in:
I’m running out of money.
Oh, well sell stuff on eBay. Get another job. Stop spending money.
I’m having some health issues.
Take Airborne. Gargle salt water. Eat elderberries.
My kids are bugging me.
You just need to cherish these times. Go on a date with your wife. Sell them to a circus.
Winter sure is long.
Take up snowshoeing. Think happy thoughts. Move.
The problem with the advice giving is that the advice giver walks away thinking they were very loving. “I totally helped them, man.”
Here’s the deal: if you love someone, you won’t give advice, you’ll actively help. It’s really the great test of love. It’s not love to tell people what to do; it’s love to do something to help solve their problem.
“My little children, let us not love in word, neither in tongue; but in deed and in truth.”