Send out your light and your truth; let them lead me; let them bring me to your holy hill and to your dwelling!
Truth. It is the thing I seek in my life and in all my dealings with God, others, and myself. It’s not so much the owning of truth that is the challenge. It’s the owning up to truth in one’s life that I find to be the most challenging. When the truth is hard, there are times I want to run away from it. It sticks like sharp needle pins, poking around at what doesn’t belong, and slicing through the facade.
We can’t get around the fact that owning up to the truth often sets us free. Chains of bondage break, lies are dislodged from our souls, and we find the grace to live into who we’re meant to be. But oh, how comfortable it seems to hang on to the threads of lies or half-truths. When we are confronted with truth, we have a choice to make. We can make a change based on the knowledge brought to our attention, or we can ignore it. Perhaps there are even times when we choose to stuff that knowledge away, tucked in a corner to be dealt with later. I’ve been good at the latter, and let me tell you something. It makes it harder to live free and authentic when I shhh the truth, hide it, suppress it, or ignore it.
I’m finding that the sooner I own up to difficult truths, the sooner I find peace of mind and a kind of soul rest that alleviates weariness. Perhaps the process of owning up to truth allows me to live into whole truth. How can I live into it, if I cannot face it. Some of these truths are the kind that are about to force a change, a much needed change. They are the kind of change deep in the seat of the soul – identity, purpose, calling, and being. These are not instant fix changes. They take time and energy, but they are worth pursuing. When the truth is hard, I choose to hold faith and believe that good will come. When truth is unrelenting, I choose to pause and give it space to speak. When truth is upending, I choose not to sit in the dust begging for the past. I pray for grace and strength to make the changes I need to make.
Lately some changes are the spiritual sort. I want truth and light in every part of my life, to be like Christ, to be loving and kind, and to share hope. I’m learning God leads me out of darkness and into light for those things to happen. He asks me to let go of notions and ideas that do not speak to life, love, or hope. He asks me to drop the heavy things I keep trying to carry that were never meant for me to carry. He asks me to believe He is who He says He is and that I am who He says I am. I get to choose to own up to His word, and it’s worth choosing. When truth gets hards, I remember I am not alone in working through its veins. God gives me solace for my soul, when the journey becomes demanding. He causes me to abide.
…So Jesus said to the Jews who had believed in him, “If you abide in my word, you are truly my disciples, and you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”
The work of seeking truth and owning up to it is holy work. It invites me to abide, to rest, and to be still. That’s a very good thing. I’ll keep moving forward and hanging on to hope. God keeps calling me to life – full and abundant life in which truth is my steel. I choose to wrestle every lie to the ground until it surrenders to the glorious weight of God-truth.
This post is a part of my 31 Days of Writing challenge and the second half of the lemonade stories. There are more stories to tell and moments of when to live through. It’s all about taking the sour things of life and reframing them to find the sweetness of faith, hope, and resilience. I hope you’ll join me on this month-long journey. You’ll also find me sharing bits and pieces on myTwitter and IG accounts. I’d love to see you here, and you can also subscribe to my blog/newsletter here.