Truth

There is a moment when we have to review what we know and determine;

Fact or fiction.
Truth or a lie.
Good or bad.
Happy or sad.
Black or white.
Sunny or Storm.
Peace or chaos.

The question is where does the ripple come from? What causes the ripple effect. Is it an act, a word? How does it start? Why does it start?

The vibration, the rock being tossed into the middle of the glass lake? The duck looking for a place to land to take a break. Is it the weakness of the duck, or the weakness of the earth that causes the vibration? Was the weakness the sin? Or was the creation somehow flawed? Made imperfect to show the weakness? Does that somehow shape the truth?

truth

tro͞oTH/

noun

noun: truth

the quality or state of being true.

"he had to accept the truth of her accusation"

synonyms:

veracity, truthfulness, verity, sincerity, candor, honesty; More accuracy, correctness, validity, factuality, authenticity "he doubted the truth of her statement"

antonyms:

dishonesty, falseness

• that which is true or in accordance with fact or reality.

  noun: the truth

  "tell me the truth"

  synonyms:

  what actually happened, the case, so; the gospel (truth), the honest truth "it's the truth, I swear" fact(s), reality, real life, actuality "truth is stranger than fiction"

  antonyms:

  lies, fiction

• a fact or belief that is accepted as true.

  plural noun: truths

  "the emergence of scientific truths"

  synonyms:

  fact, verity, certainty, certitude; law, principle "scientific truths"

  Is truth what we accept when there is no alternative or what our perspective is? Does truth matter in the end? The results are always the same. People will believe what they want to believe. We can do all we can to prove with math, science, pictures, words, yet people dismiss what they don't want and accept only what they do want.   There is no guarantee that life will be good, happy, fruitful. In fact the bible is the only place where it is promised that we will have trouble. John 16:33 "I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." There is no hope of easy, happy, pain free. There is only the knowledge that pain will continue. You can't run from it or hide from it. You can't change it or convince it to go away. You can accept it or deny its existence and yet you will still feel it. Over and over again.  I can't stop the pain I feel today. I can't let go...I can't do anything, but to feel it. Deep, sad, broken pain. There is no one who can take it away or make it feel less sharp. I have to face the pain and accept that I may always feel it. The lose of my sister, the lose of my marriage, the loss of love and hope. Grief is guaranteed. I am given-and then it is taken away. I am provided for, and then I am alone and striped.  There is nothing really left of me to give away to anyone or anything. I am an empty pot. Maybe that is exactly where God wants me to be. Some how the core of my being stays true to the knowledge of a living God. There is evidence that disproves it. There is science that strips the Godhead. There is fact upon fact. Yet the core of my being holds onto the this God. The God of truth that will set captives free. That came to earth, that bled on the cross to give me sanctification of sin, to Love me.  I may never feel loved-I may never be able to love me. I may always be broken and never really know my worth. I pray my words remain. I pray that somehow someway someone will see my truth and say, 'Yes, I believe you. Lets do something about this and correct the wrongs.' Maybe the wrongs will never be corrected, I have to somehow be ok with that. I have to somehow keep getting up in the morning. I have to somehow put on a smile and march on. I have to rise above, fight the good fight, wage war on all fronts.