Sometimes ruin doesn’t shout—
it just quietly shows up,
a slow drift,
a step off the path you didn’t think you’d leave.

And still…
there’s a warning.

Not always loud,
not always clear,
but something inside says,
turn back.

The man of God—even when he’s wandered,
even when he’s far from where he started—
he recognizes that voice.
Maybe faint, maybe buried,
but not gone.

Because somewhere deep down
wisdom was planted in him before.
And wisdom doesn’t disappear—
it waits.

“The fear of the Lord is the beginning…”
something he once knew,
something that still calls him home.
(Proverbs 1:7)

Teach the wise, and they grow wiser still—
so even now,
even here,
he can listen again.
(Proverbs 9:9)

And if he turns away from it,
he feels it—
because truth doesn’t leave quietly.
(Proverbs 9:12)

So he stops.
He breathes.
He turns back.

Not because he’s perfect,
but because something in him
remembers the way.