wisdom cries out in the streets | Proverbs 1.20-23
Lady Wisdom goes out in the street and shouts.
At the town center she makes her speech.
In the middle of the traffic she takes her stand.
At the busiest corner she calls out:
“Simpletons! How long will you wallow in ignorance?
Cynics! How long will you feed your cynicism?
Idiots! How long will you refuse to learn?
About face! I can revise your life.
Look, I’m ready to pour out my spirit on you;
I’m ready to tell you all I know.” Proverbs 1:20-23 | MSG
In the city of Saba there is a glut of wealth.
Everyone has more than enough.
Even the bathstokers wear gold belts.
Huge grape clusters hang down on every street
and brush the faces of the citizens.
No one has to do anything.
You can balance an empty basket on your head,
and it will fill by itself
with overripe fruit dropping into it.
Stray dogs stray in lanes
full of thrown-out scraps with barely a notice.
The lean desert wolf gets indigestion
from the rich food. Everyone is
satiated with all the extra.
There are no robbers. There is no energy
for crime, or for gratitude.
And no one wonders about the unseen.
The people of Saba feel bored
with just the mention of prophecy.
They have no desire of any kind. Maybe some
idle curiosity about miracles, but that’s it.
This over-richness is a subtle disease.
Those who have it are blind to what’s wrong,
and deaf to anyone who points it out.
The city of Saba cannot be understood
from within itself, but there is a cure,
an individual medicine, not a social remedy.
Sit quietly and listen for a voice
that will say, Be more silent.
As that happens, your soul starts to revive.
Give up talking, and your positions of power.
Give up the excessive money.
Turn toward the teachers and the prophets
who do not live in Saba. They will help you
grow sweet again, and fragrant and wild and fresh,
and thankful for any small event.
~ City of Saba by Rumi
Yep. It’s your turn again. Stop talking and start listening – and writing. Get started by reflecting on the passage and the poem, perhaps look ahead and read the Relate question, then see what you hear, see, sense. The pencil (or pen) can be the best eye, so try writing it down. Try it. Listen. And Write…
Do you know the City of Saba? Do you live there? Do you hear wisdom’s cry in its streets? Will you answer its call?
Living God, I invite you to take hold of my life today for your purposes.
Please fill me with the Living Water of your Holy Spirit that as you pour me out:
my motives may be rooted in your Love,
my decisions may be rooted in your Wisdom,
and my actions may be rooted in your Courage.