Growing Up
For the longest of times I’d always thought that growing up entailed these few things: making decisions on your own, being accountable to yourself and yourself only, being brave enough to go into things you only dreamed of before, freedom to decide what is best for me, being able to make my mind up etcetc.
After all, this was what we used to dream of when we were kids, no? A life without interfering parents, without people to tell you what to do. We all started out asking for advice on the decisions we make, and soon started making decisions on our own thinking it’s the “grown up” thing to do. After all, we’ve all matured haven’t we?
I couldn’t have been more wrong about it. The more I grow up the more I cannot afford to make decisions on my own. The more I grow up I need the advice of wise counsel. I’ve come to realise that the freedom I had when I was a child was not because I had everything planned out for me (I chose my own school etc), but because I went into things knowing that I had sought wise counsel in them.
The wisest man in the world, Solomon, even had advisors. Moses appointed men to make decisions with him and assist him when he was governing the Israelites. What more us? What more a bunch of people who are hardly the world’s brightest nor wisest? The bible couldn’t have been clearer when it said that a man’s heart, above all, is deceitful. Wise counsel causes us to examine our objectives, our purpose, and our methods.
We cannot do without wise counsel. We couldn’t do it before when we were kids and the stakes were low. Even more so we cannot do it when we have our destiny at hand.
“As iron sharpens iron,
so one person sharpens another.” -Prov 27:17
