... reaching for the Son

I use to believe in a God who smiled occasionally, when I did something that made Him happy. Now I know a God who beams over me day and night, every second of my existence.






Saturday, July 2, 2011

Truth

But what if Truth was not black and white....
What if it were a lie, a shadow, a haze to our vision that made us to see truth as black and white?
What if Truth was a myriad of glorious colors?
All swirling, mixing and enhancing each other.

What if truth was not black and white...
What if truth was music...
Full of passion, grace, life and love...

What if truth was not black and white...
What if it were motion....
A strong, pure, relentless dance

What if truth was not black and white...
What if truth was relationship
An embrace, that is warmth and safe

What if Truth was not harsh, was not shameful, was not an unreachable task master...
What if Truth was in fact full of life?
What if Truth made life, gave life, repaired life?
What if Truth was more than we dreamed?
What if Truth was all we needed?
What if Truth was sweet and safe?
What if Truth was actually all the life and love our abused broken hearts are in desperate need of?

What if Truth lead to life and not to death?
What if Truth was gentle?
What if Truth was not black and white?

Note: I'm not preaching that truth is relative, I'm simply stating that there is much more to truth than we may know. When I look at creation I see that God made many more colors than black and white. He made red and red no matter how you look at it is still red you can try to deny that it's red but that doesn't change the fact that it is still red. He also made blue, pink, purple, brown, grey, green.....

1 comment:

Shelby said...

Wow, this is deep! Something I have never thought before! Love it!~Shelby