Wise Words Vs. Wise Actions

I always am somewhat envious of those who have such wise things to say, especially in circumstances of "speak now on your feet." I have realized over the years that I am much better to hear what is being said, and then have time to think and answer after I have pondered what was being said. Then I am able to respond with sense and clarity, and perhaps a bit of wisdom. But words are not what really matter. . . really. In the end, it's what we do, it's action that really evaluates any wisdom we would hold.

The case in point for which this truth is seen is the life of King Solomon. He was the wisest of the wise, and so famous, he must have been one the greatest celebrities of his time. The Queen of Sheba decides to pay him a visit, because she has been quite impressed with all that she has heard. Why not sit at the feet of the wisest person known to man and get all of your "whys" and "how comes" answered? Just coming into his magnificent kingdom, and witnessing his awesome wealth left her breathless! She couldn't say enough about her personal experience with the wisdom guru. However, as she thanked him for all of his enlightenment, she shrewdly pointed out that all of his wisdom would enable him to do justice and righteousness for his people. Wise words are useless unless wise actions back them up. . .

It's always easier to say than to do. We can be the expert at wisdom wit. But it's just hot air if we fail to live it out, if we ignore injustice, and become self-serving. Wise actions will always trump our words. . .

"Blessed be the Lord your God who delighted in you to set you on the throne of Israel; because the Lord loved Israel forever, therefore He made you king, to do justice and righteousness."
(I Kings 10: 9)

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