Not So Smart

"We are all fallen into the moat, killed and wounded by an affliction without combat.
We relied on our own intelligence and wisdom, so that this tribulation has come to pass.
A single feeling of contentment is better than a hundred feasts and trays of food.
Half a mite of God's favor is better than three hundred expedients devised by the intellect.
Abandon your own cunning...nothing avails until you die to all your contrivances.
Except dying to your ego, no other skill avails with God, O artful schemer.
One Divine favor is better than a hundred kinds of personal effort."

Rumi (Vol.6, 3780-3839)

Commentary: According to Rumi's mathematics, everything our minds come up with has little or no value. What counts is grace and God's mercy.