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Sometimes the World gets it right.

"To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven"

Proverbs chapter 1 has something to say about turning.
Let me set the scene for you.  
You are a child, you are wandering the noisy streets of the bustling city.
You pass by marketplaces where vendors are peddling their goods. 

"Buy this!  Buy that!" 
"If you have this you will be happy!"
 
There is a loud din, it's the voice of the world and it is speaking. 
Its message is loud and pervasive throughout the streets. 
Temptation is lurking.
Ambushes await and it is
Oh
So
Loud.

 Around every corner, there are people trying to gain your attention. 
"Come with us....together we can commit this crime...."
"We'll be rich.  You'll be famous..come...."


But wait.
There is a voice that rises above the humming din of sin.
It is the voice of wisdom.
Wisdom is crying out.
She "cries aloud in the street,
in the markets she raises her voice;
at the head of the noisy streets, she cries out
at the entrance of the city gates, she speaks"
What is her message?

Turn. 
"If you turn at my reproof behold,
I will pour out my spirit to you;
I will make my words known to you."

TURN away from this world. 
Turn away from the loud wares our society is peddling.
No, things won't satisfy you. 
No, your own way will not lead to life
No, following your own desires will not fulfill you.

TURN

Turn away from everything the World has told you to turn to and turn towards Wisdom.

TURN

Here you stand face to face with wisdom. 
She is calling you. 
She has so much to offer you.
Stay a while with wisdom.  Make your home here.
DWELL here with wisdom.  It is safe.
It is secure.

Even though the other voices still cry out, don't forsake wisdom. 
Do not turn away from her.

STAY here.

"For the simple are killed by their turning away,
and the complacency of fools destroys them;
but whoever listens to me will dwell secure
and will be at ease without dread of disaster"

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