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WISDOM
Wisdom … I pursued it with all my might,
I used to want it more than anything.
I prayed for it … everyday for years,
But one morning … I knew that it grieved God.
So I stopped praying for wisdom,
Because His heaviness was unmistakable.
But it made no sense at all,
Why would God not want me to pray for wisdom?
“Let me see,” He said with a glint in His eyes,
As he put His hand in a side pocket that was as deep as an ocean.
He fished about in the enormous white robe,
The one with the blue sash.
“Maybe I can find some wisdom in here somewhere,” He joked,
I knew He was making fun of me.
“Don’t you see?” He said,
“Wisdom doesn’t come from my pocket.
Wisdom is simply a part of me.
If you want more of it,
Then you must have more of me.”
So now I don’t pray for wisdom like I used to,
I don’t ask for icons of God … when I can have God Himself.
Sheila Willar - May 11, 2006
Exodus 31:3 (KJV)
And I have filled Him with the spirit of God,
In wisdom,
And in understanding,
And in knowledge,
And in all manner of workmanship …
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