Pick a little, talk a little, pick a little, talk a little
Cheep cheep cheep, talk a lot, pick a little more
Pick a little, talk a little, pick a little, talk a little
Cheep cheep cheep, talk a lot, pick a little more

Remember those song lyrics from Music Man? I think about this refrain (I think that’s the right musical word?) whenever I just feel exhausted from all the talk. This is not a complaint about any one group or a particular individual. But have you listened to the news lately? Do you really hear what people are saying to each other in the grocery store? The sidebar conversations at meetings are just as bad. Pick, pick, pick.

It seems everyone has a solution for the world’s problems. Some of those solutions have become frightening. Very few of them appear to have any merit at really solving the root of our problems.

Except one.

Is anyone listening? Can you even hear your own voice? Have you reflected on what certainly could be the only solution? Do you sit in quiet and try to hear that still, small voice? There are a million love songs, but I’m afraid they have become just more talk. Let’s stop talking and start loving more. Let’s do something everyday to make at least one person feel wrapped in sweet love. An act of kindness. A paying it forward. A tender note, maybe anonymously. A bill paid. Dishes washed.

Let’s just stop talking about it.