[1] Does not wisdom cry out, And understanding lift her voice? [2] She takes her stand on the top of the high hill, beside the way, where the paths meet. [3] She cries out by the gates, at the entry of the city, at the entrance of the doors: [4] “To you, O men, I call, And my voice is to the sons of men. [5] Oh, you simple ones, understand prudence, and you fools, be of an understanding heart. [6] Listen, for I will speak of excellent things, And from the opening of my lips will come right things; [7] For my mouth will speak truth; Wickedness is an abomination to my lips. [8] All the words of my mouth are with righteousness; Nothing crooked or perverse is in them. [9] They are all plain to him who understands, and right to those who find knowledge. [10] Receive my instruction, and not silver, And knowledge rather than choice gold; [11] For wisdom is better than rubies, And all the things one may desire cannot be compared with her. [12] “I, wisdom, dwell with prudence, and find out knowledge and discretion.
Some of the wisest people I have ever known were also some of the quietest people in the room. They didn't have to make a lot of noise. They read the room. They read people. When they spoke, everyone else seemed to listen.
Wisdom always speaks for itself. It doesn't require much volume to be heard. In my own experience, I learn best when I talk less and listen more. The voice of the Holy Spirit isn't loud and boisterous, so useless chatter will drown it out. Part of the reason I have come to appreciate quiet time is that it makes space for the voice of the Lord to be heard.
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