THE BEGINNING OF WISDOM
What do we know? What do we learn?
Why is the world? Why are we born?
Who can explain all the ripples on the ocean,
The joy of a birth, or the aching of a heart that's torn? The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom.
How do we see? How do we hear?
Who made the light? Who made the sound? Creatures of clay, we are limited for answers, Here for a day, like the flowers we will fade away. The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom
What kind of god dies on a cross?
Gasping for breath, a spear in his side?
What kind of god has a face like any other,
A heart that is full of compassion for a lonely child? The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom.
Fear is the start, love is the end.
Now it's unclear, later we'll see.
God, make me wise, let me treasure all you are,
In the darkness of faith we can find your everlasting light. The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom
Proverbs 9:10 was the basis of these thoughts. It's a text I still puzzle over. Fear is not quite right, nor is awe when we relate to God - at least I've never thought so. I think the phrase has to do with taking the reality of God seriously in our lives, and that if you do, the world starts to make sense. I was pleased to be able to include a line from Luther in the song: "in the darkness of faith ..."
Last Monday, November 19, I got back home after a 4 week trip, mostly in Queensland.Only possible because of
He's been my driver for the past 7½ years, for trips to Victoria, ACT, NSW and Queensland. He likes to label himself as 'Ray the Roadie', but he's a lot more than that. For the churches & schools I've sung at, we both set up the sound gear - the amps, guitars et al. He then retires to a back seat, while I sing & play. Afterwards, at schools, we take the gear down together. But at churches, he looks after the gear, while I talk with people & sell CDs & books. We get to stay with people most places , & we both love meeting people, enjoying their terrific hospitality.
This trip was his swan-song. I know he's enjoyed the driving & meeting people, but I still don't know how to say thank you. In his modest, self deprecating way, he'd reject the label of 'Servant of Christ', but he's been that for me, & together we've been able to serve people in many places.