Here is a truth I hate to admit: We seem to have a large segment of the population who either hate it, prefer to tame it, or are rather immune to it.
Two people cite the same sources and draw different conclusions, which strangely mirror their views from before they were exposed to the information to which they are responding.
Filters funnel our facts to facilitate the furtherance of our fiction.
Sometimes I hate truth …
sometimes …
But only the way a kid hates his parents for a flash of a moment when they yank his chain and put a lid on his poor choices. The hate is really love lashing out at the boundaries.
Example: I don't want to go online and look at my bank balance … mainly because it tells me the truth and I am not sure I want to know it …
But I need to know it if I am going to do anything about it.
Sometimes I can't do anything now, so I don't want to look. Yet, still I need to know.
It is the shock that I really want to avoid.
But the shock does not last forever and the information goes into a pot on low heat and eventually will combine with other ingredients and produce a creative stew of possibilities.
That will only happen if I am willing to look at the truth.
That is why I just checked my online bank statement.
Ouch! I need to turn up the heat a notch.
I really don't hate truth at all. I love truth … I think.
God of truth, Open our eyes to truth.
Open our hearts to wisdom.
Open our minds to instruction.
Direct our deepest desires toward You.
Help us to be honest with you, with ourselves, and others.
Shape us as we reject the temptation to shape our perceptions to fit our preconceptions.
Grant us the grace to receive the world as it is and the determination to make whatever changes are necessary
… in ourselves first …
… and within our spheres of influence.
Amen.
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