It makes sense that the starting point for truth is God’s word; God created everything, He is what’s true, and His word is how He has revealed Himself to us. The more I read His word, the more I recognize truth – about the world around me, as well as about who He is.
What’s more, the more I identify with the One who is truth, the less wiggle room I have for shades of truth. The Holy Spirit nudges me when I’m crossing a line. Maybe it’s an excuse I offer that I didn’t need to or was only partially true; maybe it’s telling the part of the story that paints me in a better light. Instead of convincing myself it’s no big deal, I want to keep that sensitivity. In fact, I want to become more so.
It comforts me to know that even in a world where truth is relative, where evil seems to win so often, there is an absolute. He is unchanging, and He offers hope. For that, today especially, I am grateful.
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