I so enjoy the sermon writing process most weeks. Getting lost in books and essays and the many interpretations of scriptures is a privileged gift. And then every once in a while, in my reading, I come across a sentence, that makes me wish I had taken a job as a plumber instead of a pastor.
That happened this week while reading about the Proverbs passage you heard, And the sentence was referencing just one word, which it turns out, can be interpreted in two very different ways. Centuries of disagreements around how to interpret this one word, (and this is the sentence that made me want to hang up my robe) leaves this text one of the most ambiguous texts in the entire Hebrew Bible. So that’s always fun.
One word. Which comes in verse 30. But I’m getting ahead of myself.
Let’s go back to the beginning. The very beginning in fact, before there was anything. Before creation. There was wisdom. She was there. And She speaks to us;
The Lord created me at the beginning of his work,
….. before the beginning of the earth.
When there were no depths….
Before the mountains…
before the hills….
When he established the heavens, I was there,
…when he established the fountains of the deep,
when he assigned to the sea its limit,
so that the waters might not transgress his command…..
That last line about assigning the sea
who shut in the sea with doors
….and prescribed bounds for it,
and said, ‘Thus far shall you come, and no farther,
and here shall your proud waves be stopped’?
And so it seems that both God and Wisdom are referencing the limitations and boundaries of the Sea….A sea that when we are out in the middle of it seems boundless…An ocean that even when we sit on
She was there. Wisdom is personified as a woman, which was not unusual by the way. Long before Proverbs was written, gods and there were a lot of them running around….often had a female counterpart, goddesses, and they were powerful in their own right.
But on our bible, the relationship between Wisdom and God is more complicated. They’re more than companions, and that’s where this word, this one word that’s so hotly disputed comes in.
In verse 30, Wisdom describes herself as
But those of you who have been around St Luke long enough, know that we’re not real keen on either/or scenarios. We prefer both/and. Both a master builder and like a little child. I like to think the poet who wrote proverbs may have written the description of wisdom ambiguously on purpose, leaving us with a rich imagination of all the ways that God and Wisdom are relating to one another. And not only their relationship but also, by extension, all the ways we enter into
verse 30 again-
then I was beside him, like a master worker; or (like a little child…)
and I was daily his delight,
rejoicing before him always,
rejoicing in his inhabited world
and delighting in the human race.
Delighting in God, and delighting in us. Wisdom and God. Wisdom and God and us. Inextricably bound from the beginning.
In our culture, we tend to think of wisdom as something separate from us, something we can attain if we think the right way, buy the right book, or meditate long enough. But biblical Wisdom is not something we can go out and get. And scripture is teaching us here in the ambiguity around one word that we can’t define wisdom with a few words, like
Or as John O Donohue so eloquently writes;
Wisdom is the art of living in rhythm with your soul, your life and the divine.
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A master builder OR a little child….
Anyone who
As
Proverbs tells us Wisdom is our anchor, not because she can fix what’s broken or take it
Wisdom is the way you decipher the unknown, and the unknown is our closest companion…..[1]
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There’s a wonderful prayer (I think it’s wonderful, and I also have to admit that my mother
Hide and Seek-
Of this I am sure:
God plays hide and seek
then we don’t.
Out of the blue, He comes;
into the darkness
he goes
Just when our hearts fill with love
and our joy knows no bounds,
just when we think we’ve
caught Him into our arms
just when we’re sure of who He is,
just when we’re certain
we feel His love,
suddenly we’re abandoned
(or so it seems)
and darkness
descends.
Where is He hiding,
this God who plays such cruel games?
He’s hiding nowhere and
everywhere,
no place and
He is like water
that trickles between our fingers,
like air
that can’t be grasped.
So how can we find Him?
We can’t.
How can we touch Him?
We can’t.
How can we hold Him?
We can’t.
We are as helpless as a baby
crying for her mother.
But even babies learn to laugh
at peek-a-boo,
and children know
that everyone playing
hide-and-seek
is finally found.
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As so it seems Wisdom is also Like a little child…With complete vulnerability we enter into the world of play and delight….with the unknowns of the world surrounding us, causing us to go searching for an anchor.
Verse 30 again
…then I was beside him (like a little child…)
and I was daily his delight
rejoicing before him always,
rejoicing in his inhabited world
and delighting in the human race.
God with Wisdom as a child…and by
Amen.
[1] John O Donahue, Anam Cara
[2] John O Donahue, Anam Cara