Proverb 9, 10& 11
1.Wisdom has built her house; she has set up its seven pillars.She has prepared her meat and mixed her wine; she has also set her table.She has sent out her servants, and she calls from the highest point of the city,"Let all who are simple come to my house!" To those who have no sense she says,"Come, eat my food and drink the wine I have mixed.Leave your simple ways and you will live; walk in the way of insight."
13 Folly is an unruly woman; she is simple and knows nothing.She sits at the door of her house, on a seat at the highest point of the city,calling out to those who pass by, who go straight on their way,"Let all who are simple come to my house!"To those who have no sense she says,"Stolen water is sweet;food eaten in secret is delicious!"
But little do they know that the dead are there, that her guests are deep in the realm of the dead.
Spot the difference in these two pictures...
One is disciplined, there is purposeful activity to set a table for the guests. She has good things to share and she is prepared. Her house, the one she built over time, is set on 7 pillars and she sends out servants as well as calling from the highest point of the city herself. She is open and welcoming. This picture is one of planning, preparedness and prosperity.
The other also has a house, but she is seated and there is no sense here of working or caring for her guests. In fact it is enticement to taking things that don't belong to us! To call bad, good and secret nourishment "delicious". This made me think of gossip, idle words to kill, steal and destroy.
Provers 26:22-27 The words of a gossip are like choice morsels; they go down to a man's inmost parts. Like a coating of glaze over earthenware are fervent lips with an evil heart. A malicious man disguises himself with his lips, but in his heart he harbors deceit.Though his speech is charming, do not believe him, for seven abominations fill his heart.
So whose house will we visit the one built on 7 seven pillars or the one harboring 7 abominations!
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