I’m starting to believe that truth can be found in anything….even untruth. It can be found in the trivial, mundane, and vulgar. It can be found flowing from the lips of fools, the eyes of the blind, the child. It can be hidden in a one liner from a terribly filmed, edited an organized motion picture….from the lips of nerds, comics, jocks, and fictional characters. Truth transcends the scenarios of life but somehow enters into our own. I can walk home, turn on the television, and hear something from the mouth of a fanatical televangelist that morphs into truth before hitting my heart center in a very personal, pragmatic way. A way that applies to me, comforts me, and gives me hope. But I think we must have the right lens for it. Sometimes the naked eye lures us. It guards truth like Buckingham Palace, perhaps for our own protection. Sometimes, we’re just not ready to see it. The senses-our shield, our compass….sometimes truth is the hairs standing at attention on the back of the neck. Sometimes, it’s the bottomless pit of the gut continuing to fall, or the loss of breath when the mind rolls a clip of a scene so clearly….the truth is collaboration at its finest. Emotion, thought, body and spirit each contributing their two shillings to the mighty cause of truth. If only they didn’t quarrel, it would be so much easier. We’re caddy, and perhaps that’s a good thing. Knit pickers of ourselves, others, and our world…gold diggers, aspiring for greatness, but mining coal. Truth can be seen, felt, understood, unspoken, wailing in the microphone, drowning, floating, bombing, walking, waiting, quiet…truth is. In spite of you, in spite of me…it will always be true to itself. Truth is a textbook narcissist, a borderline, and a schizophrenic. It’s snobby, shy, impolite, and cordial. Truth knows way too much about everything. The nosy neighbor, the hovering coworker, the monster within who tells us way more about ourselves than we’d like to know. The truth hurts, heals and happens. Truth is…everywhere. But especially, it is within us.
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So eloquently put! It is so true. I just went through a journey with food that caused me to peel back the realities of my eating habits for the last 28 years. I found truths that did not cater to what I wanted at all! However they were truths indeed.
ReplyDeletethank you for sharing. it's hard to go to bat with truth on the mound sometimes. i'm proud of you for having the courage to "peel back." I heard it said recently that you don't always get what you want, but you always get what you need. I want to believe that's true...
ReplyDeleteWhile many truths are evident, not all truths are equally significant. For example, absolute truth, or that which is always true, is more important than relative truth, or that which is only sometimes true, or partially true, or true for some people.
ReplyDeleteOne common worldview today that is absolutely deplorable and false is the idea that what is true for me is fine and what is true for you is fine, ie. relative truth or truth based more on how one feels about an idea or whether an idea "fits" into one's own agenda is most important. What happens when those worlds collide or when those truths contradict? Who wins?
Well, usually, the one with the most power, that is who. And when those worlds do collide, which inevitably has to happen unless we live pretend lives and just accommodate every false prophet out there, then what higher authority or power is appealed to in order to determine whose view is "the truest?"
Answer: without an appeal to absolute truth, there is none...get out the guns.
Revealed truth must be the highest form of truth. The capacity of man to know truth is in direct proportion to his ability to accept revealed truth. Therefore, truth might be "within us" as you say, but more often than not, it is a rare find.