As a little girl and a teen I always prayed for wisdom. There were so many things I felt I didn’t know.
I tried to not tempt God. I asked for things that He promised He could give me. “Ask for wisdom and you shall receive it in abundance.” But wisdom is like a river. It flows and it renews and it refreshes. You can’t hoard it. And you have to be open to receive it constantly.
Two nights ago Jackie asked about the assurance about Heaven. She even asked her teacher. How do you know you’ll go to heaven? And does everyone have an equal chance to heaven? What about those who live in the jungle? How do I know for sure I’m going to heaven? She says she tries to live a good life but she makes mistakes and she is sometimes bad and is afraid that her actions may disqualify her from going to heaven. Camilla said that she believe God is fair and just and if someone has not heard about Jesus it can’t be counted against him or her in the afterlife. One you know about Hm you have the choice to accept him, to accept his forgiveness and love and to obey him, to follow Him. To know him and understand his ways. We are all fallen, we all made and are still tempted to make mistakes. But the confidence is in the love we have for him, which is true, and we ask him to always search our heart and bring it into the light.
We concluded that we ought to pray for wisdom and guidance and clarity. And my daughters are searching and their pursuit of wisdom is an incredible thing to witness.
I find myself between generations though. I am glad to be 40 and have such discussions with my teen daughter. Because I am becoming increasingly aware that the generation that came before me is not perfect, and they are responsible for the pursuit of wisdom even at their ripe age of 70s. Old age does not equal wisdom. And foolishness can fill the bank of where rivers of kindness and wisdom used to flow. I dint think there is a sadder sight that seeing people who lived a good long life and were beacons of light and knowledge and wisdom, and besides the physical strength they are loosing, while they are stil able mentally, they fill their heart with trivial nonsense.
I believe we ought to pray for wisdom till our last breath. May I keep a sharp mind and a keen spirit and heart till the end of days. So help me God.