Been mostly offline this week as I’ve been on almost full-time grandpa duty. Doesn’t seem possible that one little toddler can consume so much of a grown man’s energy . . . but that’s why I guess, generally speaking, parenting is a young person’s sport. Anyway, while I’ve managed to get in time for reading these past few days, time for putting a few thoughts through a keyboard has been hard to find.
But I’m home this morning. Back in routine. And chewing on some good stuff as I wrap up the first section of Proverbs. And my awe influx for the day? The reminder of having a seat at the table at Chez Wisdom.
Yesterday I read Wisdom’s impressive, awe-invoking bio (Prov.8:22-36). Around since the beginning, Wisdom was there when God created all things. When the Creator made firm the skies, when He established the heavens, when He set limit to the sea, Wisdom was beside Him, “like a master workman.” What’s more, just as God was pleased with what He had created, Wisdom was also “rejoicing in His inhabited world and delighting in the children of man.” Together, the Creator and the Workman “saw everything that He had made, and behold, it was very good” (Gen. 1:31).
And though what started so good went so bad, though rebellion was born when man started to heed other voices, Wisdom never stopped calling out:
“To you, O men, I call, and My cry is to the children of man. O simple ones, learn prudence; O fools, learn sense. Hear, for I will speak noble things, and from My lips will come what is right, for My mouth will utter truth . . .”
(Proverbs 8:4-7a ESV)
Wisdom has always offered truth, something “better than jewels” (8:11). For those who take Wisdom up on the invitation, they find fruit “better than gold, even fine gold, and a yield than choice silver.” To those who love Wisdom, they are granted an unimaginable inheritance, their eternal storehouse filled with treasures (8:19-21).
But Wisdom calls out not as some impersonal drill sergeant barking out orders to be obeyed before some platoon of no-name cadets. Nor is Wisdom postured as but a lecturer at the front of a classroom filling the board with useful instruction. Not some form of distance ed., not just some accessible online content. No, what grabs me this morning is that Wisdom is a hospitable host. One who prepares a great house, sets a fine table, and invites those who have lacked sense and been trapped by simple ways to come and eat.
Wisdom has built her house; she has hewn her seven pillars. She has slaughtered her beasts; she has mixed her wine; she has also set her table. She has sent out her young women to call from the highest places in the town, “Whoever is simple, let him turn in here!” To him who lacks sense she says, “Come, eat of my bread and drink of the wine I have mixed. Leave your simple ways, and live, and walk in the way of insight.”
(Proverbs 9:1-6 ESV)
Wisdom has built a house–Chez wisdom.
And has prepared a feast and set a table. And, far from passively waiting for those to find the place, the invitation is sent out from the highest places, “Come!” And far from instructing from a distance, Wisdom is at the table.
The offer is for more than instruction, it is for insight. The venue not some classroom, or inanimate church building. But a table, a table in a house Wisdom has built. A table in a house Wisdom has built which offers food for life through communing with the Author of Life.
And I can’t help but think, who am I to have a seat at the table? Who am I to have been given ears to hear the invitation? A man once happy to ignorantly walk in his simpleton ways. A man who once lacked sense or understanding. Now a man at the table. Dining at the house of the seven pillars. A reserved seat at Chez Wisdom.
Because of grace. For His glory.