DAY 2 — Meet Wisdom’s Voice | Proverbs 1:1

 

Key Verse: “These are the proverbs of Solomon…” (v.1)

 Big Idea: When someone this wise talks—pay attention

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I showed up at the café earlier than I wanted to admit. A part of me wondered whether yesterday’s encounter actually happened. Another part — the bigger part — hoped it had. The morning light spilled through the windows in long gold stripes, and the smell of fresh coffee wrapped around me like a familiar blanket.

 Solomon was already there.

 Same table. Same linen shirt. Same silver-streaked hair pulled back loosely. His weathered leather notebook lay open, and that faint cedar scent drifted from him again, grounding me in what felt increasingly like a new reality.

 “Day two,” he said with a small smile. “Glad you made it.”

 I took a seat. “Honestly, I half-expected you wouldn’t be here.”

 He tapped the table lightly — his signature gesture. “Wisdom tends to keep appointments. It’s people who run late.”

 Before I could respond, a young guy at the next table knocked his iced coffee off the edge. It exploded across the floor, ice skittering everywhere. He muttered something sharp under his breath and sank into his chair, rubbing his temples like life had already beaten him to the punch today. I felt that.

 Solomon glanced over but didn’t intervene. Not yet. Instead, he turned toward me and tapped my phone screen where Proverbs 1 glowed.

 “Here’s where we start,” he said. “Chapter one, verse one: ‘These are the proverbs of Solomon, David’s son, king of Israel.’ My introduction. My signature.”

 “That’s… you,” I said, surprised at how small my voice sounded.

 “Yes,” he replied. “And it matters. Before you trust someone to guide your life, you should know who they are.”

 He leaned back slightly. “I wasn’t just a king. I studied people — their successes, their failures, their patterns, their blind spots. Wisdom didn’t fall out of the sky. I learned it the hard way. Experience can be a cruel teacher, but she’s thorough.”

 The guy who spilled his drink let out a frustrated sigh. Solomon’s eyes flicked toward him with gentle accuracy. “Like him,” he said quietly. “He didn’t spill coffee. He spilled frustration he’s been carrying for weeks.”

 “How do you know that?” I whispered.

 He gave a half-smile. “Patterns. People reveal themselves long before they speak.”

 He opened his leather notebook. Inside were diagrams, sketches, branching paths, and symbols — a lifetime of insight etched into pages that felt older than anything I’d ever touched.

 “Proverbs is me handing you the tools,” he said. “Not rules, not religious weight — tools. A craftsman doesn’t guess his way through a project. He measures. He learns. He uses the right instrument. Wisdom is that instrument.”

 I nodded, though something inside me felt unsteady — in a good way.

 Solomon closed the notebook gently. “Day one is about orientation. Know the voice guiding you: someone weathered by mistakes, shaped by grace, and obsessed with helping others avoid unnecessary ruin.”

 He stood, fastening the strap of his notebook. “Tomorrow we’ll walk somewhere different. A change of scenery helps the mind see clearly.”

 Before leaving, he glanced once more at the frustrated young man, then back at me. “People need wisdom more than they need luck. You’re not just reading Proverbs — you’re apprenticing under it.”

 He walked out, leaving me with three thoughts echoing like a drumbeat.

 What? Proverbs starts by introducing its author — a seasoned guide who learned wisdom through deep observation and personal mistakes.

 So What? Knowing the credibility and history of your guide creates trust and clarity as you begin the journey.

 Now What? Decide you’re willing to learn — not casually, but intentionally. Let wisdom speak.