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The Lines That Read You Back.

Proverbs 10 — Solomon's one-liners on words, work, and what actually lasts

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Key Takeaways

Love doesn't keep a highlight reel of everyone's worst moments — it absorbs conflict instead of adding fuel to it.

There's a specific kind of freedom that comes from having nothing to hide — integrity closes the gap between your public and private life.

📢 Chapter 10 — The Lines That Read You Back 🪞

The first nine chapters of were like a long sit-down conversation — a pulling his son aside, making his case for why matters more than anything else. Chapter 10 is a completely different gear. No more extended arguments. No more "listen, my son" speeches. Just thirty-two sharp, freestanding observations about life, delivered one after another.

And the thing about these proverbs is they don't stay abstract for long. They're about your mouth. Your work habits. How you handle money. What kind of reputation you're building without even realizing it. Read them honestly and you'll feel seen — which is either encouraging or uncomfortable, depending on where you're at.

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What Your Parents Already Know 👨‍👩‍👦

opened this collection where most of life actually starts — family, work, and the choices that shape both:

A wise son brings joy to his father, but a foolish son breaks his mother's heart.

Wealth gained through dishonesty gets you nowhere, but doing what's right delivers you from death.

The Lord won't let the righteous go hungry, but he blocks the cravings of the wicked.

Lazy hands lead to poverty. Diligent hands build wealth.

The one who works hard during the right season is wise. The one who sleeps through harvest is an embarrassment.

There's a pattern here that's easy to miss: the gap between what's easy right now and what actually works long-term. Nobody thinks they're the person sleeping through harvest. But harvest isn't always obvious. Sometimes it looks like a season where the work is available but unglamorous. Sometimes it's the window of opportunity you only recognize after it's gone.

The lazy person's problem isn't that they don't know better. It's that they think they have more time than they do.

Your Reputation Is Writing Itself ✍️

turned next to something you're building every single day, whether you're paying attention or not — your name. Here's how he put it:

Blessings rest on the head of the righteous, but the mouth of the wicked hides violence underneath.

The righteous leave behind a name worth remembering. The name of the wicked rots.

The wise listen and take instruction. The person who won't stop talking is headed for ruin.

Walk with integrity, and you walk with confidence. Cut corners, and eventually everyone finds out.

The person who plays games and manipulates causes damage. And the one who never stops talking? Same destination — ruin.

Sit with verse 9 for a second. "Walk with integrity, and you walk with confidence." There's a specific kind of that comes from having nothing to hide. No story to keep straight. No version of events to manage depending on who you're talking to. When your private life matches your public one, you carry yourself differently. You don't flinch when someone asks a hard question.

Solomon noticed that three thousand years ago. Social has only made it more obvious. The gap between the curated version and the real version — that gap is exhausting to maintain. closes it.

A Fountain or a Fire 💧

Four . All of them about what comes out of your mouth. was relentless on this topic — and he was just getting started:

The mouth of a righteous person is a fountain of life, but the words of the wicked hide violence underneath.

Hatred stirs up conflict, but love covers every offense.

Wisdom lives on the lips of the understanding, but a rod finds the back of the one with no sense.

Wise people store up knowledge. A fool's mouth brings destruction closer with every word.

Verse 12 stops you mid-stride. " covers every offense." Not ignores. Not excuses. Not pretends it didn't happen. Covers. There's a real difference between sweeping something under the rug and choosing not to weaponize someone's failure. Love doesn't keep a highlight reel of everyone's worst moments. It doesn't bring up the thing from three years ago to win the argument happening right now.

And notice the contrast: hatred stirs things up. Love settles them. One adds fuel. The other absorbs it. That's not weakness — that's an entirely different operating system.

What Wealth Can't Cover 💰

This is the longest stretch in the chapter, and covered a lot of ground — money, correction, honesty, and the staggering power of knowing when to stop talking:

A rich man's wealth is his fortress. The poverty of the poor leaves them exposed.

What the righteous earn leads to life. What the wicked gain leads to more sin.

Accept correction and you're on the path to life. Reject it and you'll lead others off course too.

Hiding your hatred behind a smile is lying. Spreading slander is foolishness.

When words are many, you will eventually cross a line. The person who knows when to stop talking — that's wisdom.

The tongue of the righteous is pure silver. The heart of the wicked is nearly worthless.

The righteous nourish many with what they say. Fools die because they refused to learn.

Verse 19 deserves to be framed and hung in every group chat, comments section, and meeting room on the planet. "When words are many, transgression is not lacking." The more you talk, the higher the odds you say something you shouldn't. Solomon wasn't against conversation. He was for restraint. The wisest person in the room is rarely the one doing all the talking.

And verse 18 is quietly devastating. "Hiding your hatred behind a smile is lying." Think about how common that is. The friendly face that masks genuine contempt. The "no, we're fine" that means the opposite. Solomon called it what it is — deception. If you're concealing what you actually feel about someone behind pleasantries, that's not kindness. It's dishonesty with better packaging.

When the Storm Clears ⛈️

pulled back to a wider lens here — blessing, fear, storms, and what's actually still standing when the chaos passes:

The blessing of the Lord brings wealth, and he doesn't load it down with grief.

Doing wrong is entertainment to a fool, but wisdom is a pleasure to someone who understands.

What the wicked fears will find them. What the righteous hopes for will be given.

When the storm passes, the wicked are gone. But the righteous stand firm — established forever.

Like vinegar on your teeth and smoke in your eyes — that's what an unreliable person is to anyone counting on them.

Read verse 22 twice. The Lord's blessing makes rich — and he doesn't add sorrow to it. That distinction matters. There's a kind of wealth that comes loaded with anxiety, compromised relationships, and a nagging sense that it cost too much to get here. And there's a kind of from God that you can actually enjoy without the weight. Solomon wanted you to know the difference.

And verse 26 — if you've ever depended on someone who couldn't be bothered to follow through, you know exactly what vinegar on teeth feels like. That slow, corrosive frustration of realizing they were never going to come through. Reliability isn't glamorous. But unreliability? People remember that for a long time.

Playing the Long Game 🏗️

closed the chapter the same way he opened it — with contrasts. Two kinds of people. Two trajectories. Two endings:

Reverence for the Lord adds years to your life. The years of the wicked are cut short.

The hope of the righteous ends in joy. The expectations of the wicked end in nothing.

The way of the Lord is a fortress for the blameless, but destruction for those who do evil.

The righteous will never be uprooted. The wicked won't last in the land.

The mouth of the righteous produces wisdom. The perverse tongue will be silenced.

The righteous know what's fitting to say. The wicked only know what's twisted.

Here's the thread running through all thirty-two lines. Solomon kept coming back to the same question from different angles. Your words — are they building something or tearing it down? Your work — is it honest or hollow? Your character — does it hold up when nobody's watching? Your relationship with God — is it real or decorative?

None of these exist in isolation. Together, they paint a portrait of two lives being built in real time. One has a foundation. The other doesn't. And the storm Solomon mentioned in verse 25? It's coming either way. The only question he cared about — the one he asked thirty-two different ways — is this: when it hits, what's left?