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Proverbs 1-3

I've started a thing. I've started reading Proverbs. It was the book I opened to when I opened my bible. I started at the beginning. The first chapter is about learning from life, taking the discipline you are given, gaining knowledge, and growing wise. I don't mean physically. I mean spiritually. You have to do all of this through God. Don't be a fool, grow from it. Don't follow the beaten path. Learn from your youth. Don't take the Lord for granted. Fear the Lord and know that He is in charge. The second chapter has hit home for me. It has told me that fearing the Lord will allow for me to find the knowledge of God and gain wisdom in life. I have to have faith and know that He will protect me. If you have wisdom from God then you will always be protected. Wisdom will protect you from evil and the devil. Having wisdom will lead you away from adultery as well. Fearing God and having wisdom will bring you to the promise land. Chapter three is where I broke down. It is all about God's will for your life. It tells you that you have to always love God and have faith in Him. When you feel depressed, remember these two verses, "Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight." Proverbs 3:5-6. He will direct your steps. Trust in Him. Seek God's will. This is God's will for your life. He is the faithful encourager and guide. When you get off course God will straighten your direction. Be wise in God's eyes, not your own. Give to the Lord, no matter what it may be. Have wisdom and understanding. The earth was formed on His wisdom and understanding. Be good to those who deserve it. Give when you can. Don't hold grudges. Don't do harm for no reason. Don't be jealous of the wrong doing. Be wise and understanding. Have faith in the Lord and He will provide. What I have learned so far from this book, it's to ask God for wisdom, and He won't see me as a fool. He will see me as faithful. He will provide for me and bless me.

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