Proverbs 9:1, 10a [NIV]
Wisdom has built her house; she has set up its seven pillars.
The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, and knowledge of the Holy One is understanding.
I think I was around 17 or 18 when I first began construction. That year, I used a number of tools to start building and carving out a foundation.
The first tool is a cord of unending length. Created from unbreakable material, it stays coiled around my heart and body and connected to the ultimate Source. It came when I first believed and knew Jesus Christ as my Savior. Prior to that point, I was churched well but God was always Someone I heard of, not knew. After a tragedy and subsequent struggles, I remember crumbling to my feet and praying intently to God, for Him to hear me and to change me. At that moment, I saw Him, the truth of who Jesus is, and began life anew.
A few tools were small, hammers dipped in Fisher-Price plastic, shaded in primary colors, and made light taps against walls. Like the time I realized it’s never a good idea to forget your laundry in the washing machine overnight unless you like the smell of mildew. And chances are no one likes the smell of mildew.
Some tools were larger. Shiny steel shovels that had the word “hope” engraved in large script. The handle had small valleys for my fingers to fit, making the grip comfortable. Yet repeated swings of force would be needed in order to break ground, due to the soil’s tough resistance. Like the time I experienced my first reciprocal romantic interaction. I was excited and looked forward to its progression. But its sudden fizzle saddened and confused me beyond measure, leaving me to wonder how this love and relationship thing worked.
The largest tools were the jackhammers, fashioned out of gold and silver. They glittered with luxury and when they shattered the ground, the impact was felt for years to come. Like the time I received my first credit card and officially became chic, important, and adult. So like any chic important adult, I maxed out the card to buy an assortment of goods, only one of which I remember to this day.
In the many days, months, and years after that, the Lord exchanged these tools for others, concrete and plywood, bricks and cement, equipment and experience to build a house of wisdom strong enough to hold all that I would encounter in this life.
Today, I think I have a good starter home. Decent sized rooms. A solid foundation. A sturdy roof. But it’ll constantly be under renovation. Wisdom is an upgrade that never gets turned down.
Join the conversation! What has been used to build your house of wisdom? Or what struck you from Proverbs 9?
Hi, there! My name is Jennifer. I’m 31 and live in the D.C. area. I love Jesus, R & B music, and sugar in all its forms. In June 2016, I married my amazing husband, Calvin. I was completely single and waiting throughout my entire twenties. So I know the prayers, fears, and tears that come with prolonged singleness very well. I am excited to share my story and encourage single women who are waiting for God’s best!