Proverbs 17

Proverbs 17 is the kind of chapter that rewards reading slowly, one saying at a time, because it does not argue; it observes. It opens at the dinner table: better a dry crust eaten in peace than a house full of roast meat and shouting. It moves to the workshop, where silver goes into the crucible and gold into the furnace, and then says the LORD does the same with hearts. It walks through the village and notices the man who laughs at the poor, and tells him he is laughing at their Maker. It stops to admire old men surrounded by grandchildren. Then it goes to the gate, where the town's business was done, and watches the bribes change hands, the quarrels start like water finding a crack in a dam, the guilty acquitted and the innocent condemned, both of which, it says, the LORD detests. In the middle of all this sits the verse everyone knows, a friend loves at all times and a brother is born for adversity, and near the end the verse doctors quote, a joyful heart is good medicine, but a broken spirit dries up the bones. The chapter has a sharp eye for fools: the one who has money but no intention of buying wisdom, the one whose eyes wander to the ends of the earth, the one it is more dangerous to meet than a she-bear robbed of her cubs. Its last word is its funniest and its truest: even a fool is thought wise if he keeps his mouth shut.