In Matthew 11:18-19 and 23:34-36, we find Christ alluding to himself in the voice of wisdom. Like the plaintive cry of wisdom in Proverbs, we hear the lament of Christ, the Perfect Light, as he sits looking over the city of Jerusalem (Matt. 23:37): “O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the city that kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to it! How often would I have gathered your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings, and you would not!”
In Matthew 11:25-30 we hear Jesus’ universal invitation to follow the Messiah; He says that it is not the worldly-wise who will find true wisdom, it is the little children -the humble and meek – to whom it will be revealed. It is God’s good pleasure to hide wisdom from the worldly wise and to reveal it to children. And then, like the plaintive cry of Lady Wisdom, He makes his tender call to come:
At that time Jesus said, “I praise you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because you have hidden these things from the wise and learned, and revealed them to little children. Yes, Father, for this was your good pleasure. “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
The magi from the East had journeyed to Bethlehem to find the Perfect Light – Wisdom. The Apostle John proclaims the incarnation of the Perfect Light at the beginning of his gospel:
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it. . . The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth. (John 1:1-5, 14)
We have seen his glory – the Perfect Light!
-Darrow L. Miller