A common topic of tweets, taunts, and challenges of late has been who is 'smarter', who is the 'wise guy', who knows what is really going on, how the world really works. Lots of talk about wisdom--is there any way to separate the talk from the truth?
Yesterday's blog post was on the concept of righteousness, and how (sometimes) misunderstood it is. In thinking about wisdom, I believe it is difficult to come to a meeting of the minds on what wisdom is, how it is noticed, and in what ways it manifests in the lives of those who are wise.
For some help, I turned initially to the wisdom literature of Hebrew scripture. The Proverbs speak a lot to the subject, and in a way that appeals to the cerebral aspects of my personality. "Self," I say, "what do you think about wisdom?" I could have found plenty to fuel my thoughts in the sometimes pithy, occasionally intellectual statements gathered in these sayings.
In the end, I found guidance on wisdom, how to know it when we experience it, from the little, practical epistle of James. It left me saying, "Well, obviously. Wisdom could not make its way in this world in any other way." See what you think:
Who is wise and understanding among you?
Show by your good life
that your works are done
with gentleness born of wisdom.
--James 3:13/NRSV
So. Are you counted among the wise in this world? If you are, you won't need to tell anyone. Your gentle life will speak with clarity about your wisdom and understanding. The way you live will leave no doubt.
a pilgrim's journey, looking for light in a shades-of-grey world; not haunted by the big questions in life, instead inspired by them; looking for glimpses of grace in every encounter.
Showing posts with label understanding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label understanding. Show all posts
Friday, December 7, 2018
Saturday, January 16, 2016
...never stop changing
In the tongues of all the peoples may the message bless
and heal,
As devout and patient scholars more and more its depths
reveal.
Bless, O God, to wise and simple, all the truth of
ageless worth,
Till all lands receive the witness and your knowledge
fills the earth.
---Ferdinand Q. Blanchard, 1953
God’s word never changes. But, by God’s grace, God’s people
continually do. In the brightness of new light, we see more and more truth. In
the warmth of seasons’ turnings, we fathom new depths of wisdom. In the shared
scholarship of community, we open ourselves to the prismatic understanding of
our brothers and sisters.
So although God’s word is a constant, our approach to the
word of God must never be still. We must seek always to find more justice, more
compassion, more service, more healing and blessing for our hurting world in
its pages. We owe it to our world. We owe it to the Word.
Never stop changing.
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Wednesday, March 25, 2015
...full of grace
I lift your name,
you who will not be named.
It is good to let praise rise to you;
for you are full of grace,
and a graceful song is fitting.
You build up your beloved community;
you gather us, outcasts all.
You heal the broken hearts,
you bind up the torn places.
You number the stars,
you name them.
You are great in mystery,
abundant in strength,
measureless in understanding.
As you cast the wicked mighty to the ground,
you lift up the lowly downtrodden.
I lift your name,
you who will not be named.
---Psalm 147:1-6 (para. laca)
you who will not be named.
It is good to let praise rise to you;
for you are full of grace,
and a graceful song is fitting.
You build up your beloved community;
you gather us, outcasts all.
You heal the broken hearts,
you bind up the torn places.
You number the stars,
you name them.
You are great in mystery,
abundant in strength,
measureless in understanding.
As you cast the wicked mighty to the ground,
you lift up the lowly downtrodden.
I lift your name,
you who will not be named.
---Psalm 147:1-6 (para. laca)
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Monday, September 22, 2014
Of pear-shaped pears, and mold-shattering Mystery
But we make His love too narrow by false limits of our own;
And we magnify His strictness with a zeal He will not own.
For the love of God is broader than the measure of the mind;
And the heart of the Eternal is most wonderfully kind.
---There's a Wideness in God's Mercy
F.W. Faber, 1854
My son's girlfriend has begun a career in agriculture, and knows fascinating things about vegetable and fruit propagation. It is so enjoyable to sit around the supper table and talk about 'plant' stories we've seen on television, or read online, or heard on NPR. Of course, Jess' relation to this information is often either through direct observation or experience, so we get an insider's take on it. Last night we were enjoying a delicious King o' the West honeydew (the only kind I will buy --- trust me), and talking about the trend in Japanese agriculture of growing melons in crates, thus making them stackable for ease in shipping, and to fit them into the compact refrigerators common in much of that country. Jess told us, that, on a summer agricultural trip to China, she had observed orchard workers painstakingly fixing molds in the shape of Buddhas and other popular characters around growing pears on the limb. When mature, this shaped fruit would fetch many times the price of, say, pear-shaped pears.
The text from this amazing hymn hints at an action similar to what Jess saw in China, but we often are not conscious of doing it. God's love for us, and mercy on us, are so vast, so limitless, that our minds cannot contain the knowledge of this God. So, rather than live with the Mystery of a love beyond our understanding (and beyond our controlling), we remake God...in our own image. We make God with a human amount of love, and a human limit to that love. We put a human-shaped mold around God. And we end up with a human-shaped idol instead of the vast Love that is our God.
What a shame, that we cheat ourselves. All for a watermelon that fits in the fridge.
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Sunday, December 9, 2012
No King, But a Prince
His name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor...
Prince of Peace.
When my son Sam was a child, he asked me a question during the Christmas season: "Why is Jesus called Prince of Peace? Who is the King of Peace?" I was stopped short in my tracks. Having grown up in choirs, singing 'For Unto Us a Son Is Born' from Handel's Messiah, I had never given a second thought to the moniker 'Prince of Peace.' But, Sam is right --- why not a king? I have since reflected on this (after, I'm sure, stumbling on my initial response), and feel some stirrings of what might be understanding.
In my mind's eye, a king, regal and powerful, rules (either well or poorly) over subjects. A king would use power to rule. A king speaks, and it is so. A king is indisputably the most important being in any room, sphere, or realm. A king is "the man", no ifs, and or buts.
A prince? Well now, a prince is a different sort of ruler altogether. The prince must win the hearts of the people, must take a place in the hierarchy as one without absolute power. The prince might lead with gentleness, with good humor.
A Prince? A Prince might just wage not war, but peace. The image is of an incomprehensible reign of peace, maybe even the peace that passes understanding.
Prince of Peace.
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