Wisdom is not silent nor does she hide herself. On the contrary, she stands on the street and “calls aloud” searching for the one who will listen to her. “She raises her voice in the public squares. At the head of the noisy streets she cries out.” The streets clamor with activity but she does her best to make herself visible and heard above the cacophony of life. Because she knows…
She knows that out there somewhere is the one who is seeking her. And even though she has said hard things, she knows responsiveness will meet glory. She, wisdom, will share all. She, whose secrets unlock the depths, will ‘pour out her heart and make her thoughts known to the one who responds.’ The very gift of intimacy.
To find wisdom?
“If you out for insight and cry aloud for understanding, and if you look for it as for silver and search for it as for hidden treasure, then you will understand the fear of the Lord and find the knowledge of God.”
It’s the great romance. The seeking, the pursuing, the discovering, the finding. And those who search diligently will find her. For she is not hidden. She stands at the head of the noisy streets and calls aloud.
And when she is found the meeting will be glorious. “She is a tree of life to those who embrace her; those who lay hold of her will be blessed.”
Life. It is the fruit of intimacy. And her treasures know no end. The life that follows will be full, blessed, peaceful, abundant.
And our part? Only that we continue to pursue.