Don't be wise in your own eyes.

Be not wise in your own eyes;

fear the Lord, and turn away from evil.

Proverbs 3:7

Not only does this helpful reminder rhyme, it's such good advice. And I don't have to be very wise to know that.

It's a win-win.
Either you are wise or you aren't wise, but being wise in your own eyes isn't. . well, wise, either way.
Because if you are wise and you don't have a big head about it, then you're humble and admirable.
But if you aren't wise, then you won't look like a fool who thinks they're wise when they really aren't.

At first, the second line of the verse didn't seem to tie in with the first line but thinking about how they could be related, the last half of the verse actually gives some insight to the first half.
It seems hard sometimes to not let my view of myself get puffed up- it's hard to not slip into seeing myself as wise (despite the obviousness of the fact that I'm not)- but when my heart is in the right place, (a.k.a. when I fear the Lord and turn away from evil) I won't be so easily convinced to see myself as wise; because I will instead be beholding the only wise God.
I really like the way things work out with Him. :)

Basically, I'm saying something obvious in this post. But it's something that the Holy Spirit is reminding me about. It's uncomfortable, but I'm thankful for it.

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