Let me introduce you to The most significant lady you will ever meet. One who plays a very important role in the character development of believers as she is constantly speaking, not only to us but through us, to those with whom we are associated.
A Searching Lady
I am not sure how old she is, or when she was born, but this lady of integrity has been pursuing me for decades. I was, perhaps, around ten years old when I first saw her. I say perhaps because I am really not sure about that either.
A Beguiling Lady
I was staying with my grandparents at the time, this I am sure of. Mom and Pop Horne, they were living on Gallia Street in Portsmouth, Ohio. Unlike my memories of Mom Horne, the house where I first met this lady has since fallen to ruin and was razed. Being the same as my grandmother, this lady presented herself as unselfish, understanding, and compassionate. I was intrigued by her attractiveness as she was a most beautiful lady. By that I mean she was beautiful in terms of character qualities, those qualities that one can only remember as they are mirrored against the advantages of life.
A Mysterious Lady
At the time, living within a world of trusting innocence, as this lady was rarely seen outside of my grandmother’s presence, I never really bothered to greet her on a personal level. And why would I? Given the relationship between the two, I just assumed that they were one and the same, that this mysterious lady was, more or less, a reflection of my grandmother. I assure you that such neglect was not intentional. Bear in mind that during this period of my life, as enchanting as this lady was, I was young, the times were peaceful, and I was surrounded by all the love, nurture, and support necessary to satisfy the heart of a growing kid.
A Relentless Lady
As a result of these reassurances, I had no need to seek succor outside of my given family. However, as the seasons of life gradually rolled on, making my way into an unknown future, leaving my childhood behind, I suddenly found myself answering questions I never asked. And the answers I discovered, spoken in low, audible tones of discontentment, tended to favor the lethal combination of self-discovery and selfishness—in other words, I had become an adolescent. Without warning, I considered myself to be the most unfortunate kid in the neighborhood. And the evidence for such a verdict appeared to be overwhelming. As everywhere I looked, everywhere I went, I saw and heard the world through the predisposed senses of low self-esteem.
Most puzzling to my uninformed mind was this: As much as I wanted to ignore the prevailing voices, as much as I wanted to be upright, as much as I wanted a relationship with this mysterious lady, I nevertheless resigned myself to the tattered path of fashionable awareness. I found myself mimicking the culture around me. Unfortunately, somewhat enamored by and satisfied with the support that this path offered, my season of thoughtless surrender was long and calloused.
It’s not a certainty I am proud of but neither is it a reality I can ignore. Foolishness had become my mentor. While my search for significance was long in the wanting, happily, as I grew older and death separated me from my grandmother as if through some ingenious effort of divine negotiation, this revelation of God continued to shadow me, after which, as the groom’s imagination is completely captivated by the bride behind the veil, this mysterious woman—sometimes imagined, sometimes translucent, but always transcendent—was revealed.
A Lady of Coherent Beauty
The lady of whom I speak, the one who changed my destiny, a truth which you must have already figured out, is Wisdom. Regarding this reasoned beauty, divine architect of the oft overlooked path of righteousness, referred to as Sophia by the ancient Greeks and Orthodox Catholic Church, in the eighth chapter of his book entitled Proverbs, Solomon writes:
Does not wisdom call, And understanding lift up her voice? On top of the heights beside the way, Where the paths meet, she takes her stand; Beside the gates, at the opening to the city, At the entrance of the doors, she cries out: To you, O men, I call, And my voice is to the sons of men. O naive ones, discern prudence; And, O fools, discern wisdom. Listen, for I shall speak noble things; And the opening of my lips will produce right things. For my mouth will utter truth.
A Long-sufferingly Uncomplainingly Lady
It will be a long time before I can truthfully say I have made simple my understanding of this magnificent Lady, almost certainly never in this lifetime. As for my part, that which I do understand–that which I desperately needed–is that which I could have never achieved on my own? And as to why this cryptic lady so patiently waited for me to realize this truth is a story of grace most amazing.
Therefore, I shall continue on my journey endeavoring to share my story, In Search of Wisdom, as best I can. Although I am sometimes challenged with the recurring thought that a more apt refrain for this unsolicited response to my greatest problem should be “Eclipsed by the Cunning Shadow of God’s Wisdom,” as this faithful lady, most excellent and virtuous, bringing to light that which could only be seen through the amazing love of God, overpowered my lack of significance by providing me with a new life.
Until we can sit down together I remain faithfully yours.
Glenn T. Horne