I don’t know about you but I just hate selecting new eyeglasses. Regardless of what I pick, I am never happy with the end result. Since eye wear has become an expensive piece of jewelry; I feel I must live with my decision for at least a year.
There were several ladies shopping along side me. We were sharing each other’s opinion when a sweet older gentlemen spoke up. “Why don’t you ladies ask a man’s point of view? Don’t buy glasses that clash with your eyebrows. Everyone knows this.” After making recommendations for each of us, to our surprise, he left alone. All of us, including the optician were thinking he was with one of us. Maybe he just dropped by for a rest. Or maybe he was an optical angel sent our way to shed a little sunshine. Whatever the reason for his visit, he did brighten our day.
Asking my husband his opinion on eyeglasses is much like asking how a garment fits. I asked and received his opinion. “You look smart.” Now one could interpret this as fashion smart or book smart. A wise man gives vague and ambiguous answers. His Momma did not raise a fool.
For the Lord gives skillful and godly Wisdom; from His mouth come knowledge and understanding. Proverbs 2:6