D Engelbrecht

Wisdom is my sister D Engelbrecht

A Sister came into my life with the name of Wisdom. At first I couldn't understand why she is named after that name; it sounds stupid to me: When I was very young and ingenuous every time I call her to assist me or whatever the case may be, I nearly cried out in embarrassment, sometimes whisper to myself afterward; what a stupid name, couldn't he make a better choice; like stupid, yes; stupid would sound much better. However as the years gone by I begin to understand why she was named Wisdom, because every time she was called by that name the heavens move in motion and words floods her ears right into her heart from every source and spirit imaginable. When we sit and talk she was always eager to counsel me with words of wisdom from the heart, and when I don't listen to her she literally cried out in agony and every time something worse happened to me due to my disobedience to her counsel. However on the contrary the times when I adhered to her counsel, just goodness and mercy follow me wherever I go. On one occasion when I became an adult I thought I am wise in mine own eyes and can make my own decisions decided that we departed, whereby afterward only destruction followed me. I decided to seek my sister which took many years, but, at last I found her, still eager to counsel me which I appreciate very much and this time I certainly will listen to her voice, whereby we decided never to depart from each other again.