Show me how much

Show me how much you love me.

A favourite theme from the cinematic genre that (I believe) is called “chick-flick” – or “rom-com”: if you truly do love me – then show me how much.

Usually this involves a tortuous separation, a living without, seeking solace with the “wrong partner”, and then – finally – seeing the error of their ways and the tear-jerking finale where they live happily ever after. Gets me every time!

The verses today reminded me of that popular theme:

As the crowd swelled, he took a fresh tack: “The mood of this age is all wrong. Everybody’s looking for proof, but you’re looking for the wrong kind. All you’re looking for is something to titillate your curiosity, satisfy your lust for miracles. But the only proof you’re going to get is the Jonah-proof given to the Ninevites, which looks like no proof at all. What Jonah was to Nineveh, the Son of Man is to this age. On Judgment Day the Ninevites will stand up and give evidence that will condemn this generation, because when Jonah preached to them they changed their lives. A far greater preacher than Jonah is here, and you squabble about ‘proofs.’ On Judgment Day the Queen of Sheba will come forward and bring evidence that condemns this generation, because she traveled from a far corner of the earth to listen to wise Solomon. Wisdom far greater than Solomon’s is right in front of you, and you quibble over ‘evidence.’”  Luke 11:29-32 The Message


What a phrase! The reluctant messenger.  “Go and do this for me, Jonah.”  And he sets off in the opposite direction.  One fishy reflux later and Jonah is still complaining.  And finally after delivering a reluctant message – Jonah is seriously miffed when righteous death and destruction is not the outcome.


A far cry from “Jesus-proof” – all that healing, all those miracles, all that life over death.  You know where you are with the Son of Man!  You have good reason to drop your nets and become a Fisher of Men.


Not a single miracle in sight.  Not a solitary healing.  Just words.  Just “God says”.  And yet – that was enough.

“Show me how much you love me.”

Always – always – it happens when “they” say nothing at all.  Not the miracles.  Not the healings.  Nothing dramatic like that.

Love doesn’t need a floorshow.

So why do we need GSHJ to be our drama queen?  And have we got that the wrong way round as well?

2 thoughts on “Show me how much

  1. It is a wicked and perverse generation that is always looking for a sign! So said the Lord! Whoa to this generation, Father Forgive Us, in Jesus Name, forgive us! I am asked so much of why we don’t see the miracles of the Lord’s time! People looking for signs and wonders! Jesus is there saying, “Open your eyes! Just open your eyes!!” Father forgive us!

    I’ve questioned this a lot lately; why isn’t love recognized and why isn’t it recognized as the miracle it is?

    It goes against “human” nature, it is spiritually empowered, the enemy has twisted its real meaning to the eyes of the world, the world is blind to it and so they are blind to the miracles that are happening all around us each and every day!

    Show us a sign! Brother Paul, you are a Christian, show us a sign! Brother Roland, show us a sign! And what does our Lord ask, love, just love, eventually some will see the sign!

    Great thoughts as usual brother. I love the way, I truly do, you cause me to reflect and to question every time I read one of your articles, in a very good way, brother. God bless you so very much!

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    • “I’ve questioned this a lot lately; why isn’t love recognized and why isn’t it recognized as the miracle it is?”

      Hiya Roland. I have heard many comments about education and healthcare where everyone has a strong pinion. Almost as though the simple acts of “having it done to us” (either a schoolchild or a patient or the carer of a patient or the parent of a schoolchild – anything where “we did that” can be applied) is sufficient knowledge to endow entitlement. Mostly that is emotion and opinion/belief and any rational conversation is doomed to become a shouting match.

      I wonder if the same applies to love. We are all experts and the conversation quickly move to “but what did the Romans ever do for us” (this one for Susie!!) 🙂

      Hope this works over your way …


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