You know, the truth is a funny thing. People do their best to twist it around, bending it, transforming it until it is sometimes unrecognizable, even to themselves sometimes. People can keep telling themselves something until they believe it, until they own it, even if it is the farthest thing from the original story.
It's kind of like your five year old that was caught cutting the hair off of his sister's Barbie dolls, you know the truth but when you ask for it from the child, you get several different varieties of the same story. Years later, if you were to ask the child what happened, he would remember it and retell it in the same mangled fashion that he himself had begun to believe.
I watch people in my daily life take the facts, twist and turn them into stories that are befitting The Brother's Grimm. They get so lost in what is real that it is hard to seperate reality from fable.
I don't and have never understood the need for untruth, I was raised that honesty is the best policy, even if it hurts. I was raised to respect and fear that and it is something that I ingrain in my children as I raise them up to be responsible adults.
The only people that lies and untruths hurt, in the end are those that were left spouting them. The people that truly matter always know and realize the truth. I am reminded of the saying, "The truth shall set you free" and I realize it in my own life.
One thing that we tend to forget is that there is someone that sees all and knows all. Our heavenly Father sees all and knows all, bend it, twist it and mutilate it in anyway that you feel you have to in order to advance your earthly cause but be ready to face your Maker on the day of judgement and be held accountable to him for it.
Truth is the ultimate victor!
Moral of the story: Son, quit lying about hitting your brother! LOL
It's kind of like your five year old that was caught cutting the hair off of his sister's Barbie dolls, you know the truth but when you ask for it from the child, you get several different varieties of the same story. Years later, if you were to ask the child what happened, he would remember it and retell it in the same mangled fashion that he himself had begun to believe.
I watch people in my daily life take the facts, twist and turn them into stories that are befitting The Brother's Grimm. They get so lost in what is real that it is hard to seperate reality from fable.
I don't and have never understood the need for untruth, I was raised that honesty is the best policy, even if it hurts. I was raised to respect and fear that and it is something that I ingrain in my children as I raise them up to be responsible adults.
The only people that lies and untruths hurt, in the end are those that were left spouting them. The people that truly matter always know and realize the truth. I am reminded of the saying, "The truth shall set you free" and I realize it in my own life.
One thing that we tend to forget is that there is someone that sees all and knows all. Our heavenly Father sees all and knows all, bend it, twist it and mutilate it in anyway that you feel you have to in order to advance your earthly cause but be ready to face your Maker on the day of judgement and be held accountable to him for it.
Truth is the ultimate victor!
Moral of the story: Son, quit lying about hitting your brother! LOL
1 Comments:
OMG Heather, I just spewed my soda all over the computer screen. I had no idea you were a poet!
I love ya girl!
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