As I have been thinking about tomorrow’s primary elections, and my own bewilderment at the outcomes of some of the primaries that have already taken place, and as I have been meditating on wisdom, I am holding these two passages in my heart. I want offer them to you as you go into the voting booths tomorrow (or however the process is happening in your state) as well:
Imagine my surprise when I began studying this passage last week and it dawned on me that my work of preparing and hosting dinner parties aligns me with God as much as any other work or ministry I could perform. I have never contemplated Wisdom as much as I am now, with fifty-two weeks of my life dedicated to Her, which could be why this week’s passage—Proverbs 9—took me by surprise. It’s the first time I considered God as Homemaker.
While Pride tempts me to smile smugly and say, “Thanks, but there’s nothing to worry about,” and Arrogance tempts me to respond with, “I’ve got it under control,” Wisdom demands that I heed warnings from others, especially brothers and sisters in Christ who have my well-being in mind.
As we sang, and as I flipped through the postcards in my mind that marked my own experiences of God’s tremendous kindness and faithfulness over the years, I began to feel deep awe. And I lost it. But what does this have to do with our year of pursuing wisdom?
We all know that words can wound—I’m confident of that. But we also need to remember that words can heal, or at least help the healing process along. I think that is a big part of what it means to “speak justice.”