Matthew 7:24, “Everyone then who hears these words of mine and acts on them will be like a wise man who built his house on rock.”
Wisdom listens. Wisdom discerns. Wisdom waits.
Listening for the words that communicate truth. Absorbing the knowledge and information necessary to process, to produce a finished piece: a house, a song, a meal, a story.
Discerning when and where and how. When will action bring best results? Where is there need for care and compassion? How to penetrate grief with hope—loneliness with faith—pain with love.
Waiting in the silence of God’s sanctuary for direction. For the right words at the right time. Waiting for the power that prevails, sustains and heals.
Waiting in prayer seems so passive sometimes, Lord. So inadequate to the surrounding bedlam. But without Your touch and Your wisdom, any building is missing its foundation.
Discerning between choices and decisions often feels like groping through fog for my doorway. Yet when I find it the entrance is clear. May my hand be led by Yours’.
Listening to the avalanche of data muddles my thoughts and scatters my focus. But in prayer You remove the clutter and center me in Your heart.
Wisdom listens. Wisdom discerns. Wisdom waits.
Psalm of Worship: Psalm 53:2
God looks down from heaven on humankind
to see if there are any who are wise,
who seek after God.
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