Job CCLXXX

 Where can wisdom be found? From where does wisdom come? Two questions that Job answers conclusively, but first, he tells us where wisdom is not, cannot, and will not be found. It is not among the living, it is not in the deep, it is not in the sea, it is concealed from the birds of the air who soar high above the earth, and though Destruction and Death have heard a report about it with their ears, they cannot lay claim to it, or pretend as though they possess it.

By this point, we’re running out of runway. One after the other, the places where men think wisdom might be found have been thoroughly eliminated, until only one place remains: in God! One source, that’s all. Not multiple sources gushing forth the same wisdom, but one source that possesses true and divine wisdom. Anything else, anyone else, any other god trying to lay claim to possessing wisdom is no less than a liar and a deceiver.

If God is unwilling to share the throne or allow for the possibility that wisdom can be found anywhere but in Him, why are those who insist they are following after Him so quick to try to do it on His behalf? It’s not as though God gave them a special exemption to try and make a deal on His behalf, and it required that He share authority and wisdom with lesser gods. It’s likewise not as though God has had a change of heart, and what He would have never done a few thousand years ago is something He might be considering now.

It has not gone unnoticed that Destruction and Death are capitalized, implying that they are independent, individual entities of some kind, rather than merely vague, opaque terms for something in the general ethos of men throughout. It doesn’t matter where you’re from, how you grew up, or what your level of education is; everyone understands the idea of destruction and death.

Whatever form destruction might take, whether earthquake, hurricane, volcano, or tornado, it is well defined and recognizable. The same can be said of death, wherein no matter what form it takes, it is readily seen for what it is and recognized as such.  

As Job describes them, they are not just abstract ideas, but Destruction and Death are distinct, whether creatures or creations, and given what we know of both death and destruction, it is not as though they are without power of their own. Even so, they cannot claim to possess wisdom, only that they’d heard of it.

Only after firmly establishing where wisdom cannot be found does Job pull back the curtain and reveal that of all that exists in this universe, whether seen or unseen, only God understands its way and knows its place. That’s it: one of one.

Psalm 104:24-26, “O Lord, how manifold are Your works! In wisdom You have made them all. The earth is full of Your possessions – this great and wide sea, in which are innumerable teeming things, living things both small and great. There the ships sail about; there is that Leviathan which You made to play there.”

Few passages in scripture encapsulate the sovereign power, creation, and creativity of God better than the hundred and fourth psalm, and the underlying foundation that holds it all together is that God made all things in wisdom. Whether great or small, of the sea and without, everything God spoke into being was purposeful and precise, well-ordered and established that they might not only survive but thrive in the places He created for them.

Even trying to understand and perceive all the interdependent ecosystems operating in tandem on this earth is enough to make one’s brain freeze and give up altogether. Yet we are expected to believe that all of this, from the blade of grass to the bumblebee to the teaming ocean life to man himself, was a happy, fortuitous, even serendipitous accident.

Well, you see, there was a bang, but not any bang, a big bang, and then millions of years later, whammo-blammo, here we all are screaming at the barista because she ran out of soy milk before it was our turn. Intelligent design? Nah, that’s just for the uneducated, the knuckle draggers, the rubes, the people who need to believe in a higher power to give their lives meaning. By the way, how do you like my third septum ring? It goes well with the new shade of blue I painted my hair, don’t you think? But as I was saying, only the unintelligent cling to these patriarchal norms about divinity and God, because they feel like they have to fit in.

It takes more faith to believe that everything we can see was a happy accident, that everything came together perfectly, seamlessly, and singularly all on its own for no other reason than happenstance, than it does to believe that God spoke it into existence, making everything in wisdom.

For the last couple of years my wife has gotten into bread-baking aggressively, so much so that she has her own sourdough starter, experiments with different types of flour, half the fridge is usually full of resting dough because apparently that’s a thing, but I could just imagine what her reaction would be if I were to one day open the oven, see a beautiful bread, and exclaim, “who put that there? That’s a lovely bread, what are the odds that it came together all on its own?”

Absurd, I know, but it’s not far off the mark when considering the way some people view creation, the world, and the universe beyond. We see it, have no clue the painstaking effort it took to bring it together, shrug our shoulders, and say, wow, lucky us this thing magically pulled itself together in such a way as to keep us from being incinerated one moment and turned into icicles the next. What quirk of fate, that. Would have hated to see what would have happened if any of the hundred billion billion things that could have gone wrong had gone wrong. I guess we’re just lucky none of them did. Happy accident, indeed.

Psalm 14:1-2, “The fool has said in his heart, ‘there is no God.’ They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, there is none who does good. The Lord looks down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there are any who understand, who seek God.”

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea, Jr.