^{Proverbs 4:1}Hear, O sons, a father’s instruction, and be attentive, that you may gain insight, ²for I give you good precepts; do not forsake my teaching. ³When I was a son with my father, tender, the only one in the sight of my mother, ⁴he taught me and said to me, "Let your heart hold fast my words; keep my commandments, and live. ⁵Get wisdom; get insight; do not forget, and do not turn away from the words of my mouth. ⁶Do not forsake her, and she will keep you; love her, and she will guard you. The beginning of wisdom is this: Get wisdom, and whatever you get, get insight.
⁸Prize her highly, and she will exalt you; she will honor you if you embrace her. ⁹She will place on your head a graceful garland; she will bestow on you a beautiful crown."

"Get wisdom." I guess you could say this has been my pursuit the last few weeks. It started, for me, as I was reading through James to prepare for a new teaching series at my home church... Proverbs 1:5 "If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God, who gives generously to all without reproach, and it will be given him." After reading this it hit me...I lack wisdom.

Wisdom to lead, wisdom to make good decisions, wisdom to accomplish the things God has set before me...I lack wisdom. So I ask, and I encourage you to do the same, "God give wisdom."

I Am A Fake.

I am a fake, an impostor, intruding on the life of another

Another more true to himself, another more REAL

I listen, I hear, and then I speak the words of deceit as if they were my own.

Who am I hiding, what am I so ashamed of?

Who am I hiding from?

Let's delve.

I think we all just take ourselves too seriously. I mean honestly, in view of just how big this world is how much do I, do you, really matter? Please don't get me wrong, I know you and I, and we all serve an important purpose. That our lives have great meaning and great consequence to how we live them...but I'm over the mindset that it all hangs on my shoulders.

Can we be honest with each other for a moment? I'm not a big deal. I get caught up in my stuff, which I think are the biggest things in the world, and everything, everyone else becomes a means to an end. Everything in my life becomes a tool for me to use, but when did we become so superficial...so fake?

What happened to humility? What happened to servitude? What happened to genuine, real relationships?

I'm starting over...let's delve.