Is your life like mine? Do you have around you a wide variety of “advice givers”? There’s this colorful peanut gallery, chomping at those cheap seats to toss their peanuts by long passes at any problem-laden sucker—in the form of important instructions and lofty recommendations.
I am currently receiving the unsolicited counsel of many on several fronts. Not just a few folks, for instance, are scratching their heads in dismay at how, regarding the care of my mother-in-law, I have not yet heeded their advice to engage for the task complete strangers affiliated with our local (liberal) government.
In truth, I’m part of a few peanut galleries myself. If somebody even iterates a situation to be dealt with, I start spouting off solutions and ideas—again, unsolicited.
It’s a terrible habit we all should aim to break. Sometimes people just need a sounding board; a void in the air to fill up with words—thoughts, dilemmas, and burdens. Speaking out loud often helps the person develop his very own solution. Even as the words cross the lips, the hitherto hidden help seems to come pouring forth.
When somebody lays it all out on the line, instead of assuming it’s a cry for help, we would do well just to listen—at least give a heartbeat’s worth of silence. But let’s face it: spouting off advice is the natural response. Even this blog is a good example of the pathetic fact that we like to hear the sound of our own prattling. [Blah-blah-blah!]
Oh, don’t get your feathers in a twist. I have actually benefited from some of the tidbits. That’s what friends are for, and I value the friends! And the tidbits! But when it comes to big decisions, I prefer to discuss it with my husband, using the counsel I have in the Word of God. That’s worth a whole lot more than peanuts.