Streams of Comfort

Truth and lies are part of human nature. We cannot have one without the other. Honesty is more difficult for some and it’s something I have struggled with. The Bible says Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life. Sometimes when it’s easier to tell a white lie we don’t see how that action leads to death. Every lie separates us more from God, from what is good. I pray that you can contemplate and meditate on the importance of truth. Our human nature is against it, but we fix our eyes on God.

When the words I think and those I say are opposite,
I feel disconnected.
From myself, yes, but also you.
Does my mind betray me or does my mouth?
It should be one smooth action, thought to words.
But it never was that simple.
How foolish of me to believe that I could stop lying
To myself, yes, but also you.
I couldn’t trust you with the darkest part of me because I couldn’t trust myself.
When I utter the words that I think are meant to deceive, even me,
The darkest depths rejoice.
Suppose I’m as natural at lying as the sun is at shinning. Would you love me less?
For simply doing what comes naturally?
But these things aren’t true.
The sun shines because it’s burning, slowly.
So are my lies.
What’s natural is chaos though it is truth.
I don’t expect you to love me after I burn.
The reminder that I’m still alive rejects the lie I told myself.
No earthly cardinal direction could point me in the direction of truth.
There was only one way.
Lose myself
And find You.
The way, the truth, the life.
My war torn flesh mended by You.
My fickle heart finally at peace with the truth.
Alice R, 4/1/22