Philos Sophie

I guess you might say I went back to college today.

Does a night class and a weekend class at a local community college count? I suppose it does.

On a fairly last minute whim (and as a result of my other class option getting canceled), I decided to take a Philosophy course that is required for graduation at the school where I plan on receiving my degree.

Philosophy. The word itself means "love of wisdom." How awesome is that?

I preached to my windshield the whole drive home. When I look at the class, I'm excited for myself. I take it as a personal challenge to search the Scriptures and learn from the Lord. When I look at my classmates, I'm burdened to pray. I can't imagine being presented this material without a firm believe in the God of all truth.

Back to "love of wisdom." I have to admit, I'm just a little giddy over thinking about how by that definition, Solomon, and Paul, and David in his pursuit of the love of the Lord were philosophers.

My professor told us today that the point of studying philosophy was to find out what we think, to find out who we are.

How very empty.

I want to go the way the men of old - my heritage in Christ - went. They had a revelation of truth, and loved that wisdom of God. They met a Man, in whom was hidden all the riches of wisdom and knowledge, and they loved Him.

I am so very thankful tonight for that which is. With Him is no variation or shadow due to change. His truth is just that - truth. It will not change. Man's puny opinions don't affect it or change it. A class puts a label of "ethics" or "morals" on something and misses the reality of it:

The law of the Lord is perfect, reviving the soul;
The testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple;
The commandment of the Lord is pure, enlightening the eyes...
{Psalm 19}