birth pains


There’s a difference between truth and honesty.

At least in the way words are used today.  Being honest, at least in writing, means you don’t beat around the bush, don’t care (too much) what other people think, and aren’t afraid of telling it like it is.  We need people’s stories.   I believe that.  Stories, words, flesh, blood– these are God’s chosen way of revealing Himself to us.

The thing is, at least for me, what I’m realizing, when I need to know I’m not alone, I don’t need someone else’s messy life to help me feel better about myself.  I know what planet we live on.  I’m well aware that me and everyone else in this world is completely screwed up, that life is hard, that creation cries on groaning for relief.

It isn’t honesty I’m searching for.

It’s Hope.

And Hope, you see, is only found in the Truth.

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