I love this reflection from my friend Liam on this passage:
As a child I couldn’t wait to wear glasses. All the clever people I knew wore glasses and I figured glasses = wisdom. Now I’m a stubborn adult who can barely read road signs without squinting my eyes to roughly the size of raisins, and I think differently. Glasses = weakness. Once I start wearing them I’ll be bespectacled for life!
It’s so easy to have messed up criteria for judging between weakness and virtue.
Do read the rest of Liam’s post – it’s really short – and don’t get confused about what wisdom really is.