Whatever is True

A child is frightened by an angry adult. "Did you do this!" The child stands there in sheer terror until suddenly there is way of escape. The thought comes, "You know you don't have to tell the truth." The lie is spoken, anger is defused, and the child escapes. A valuable lesson has been learned, you can find asylum in a lie. But the child cannot see the delicate, transparent strands that begin to entangle her.

He always felt awkward, not quite good enough. He was afraid if anyone really knew who he was they wouldn't want to be around him but he found a solution. He began when he was a child on the playground wanting friends; he made up stories about himself that he thought would make him more appealing. It became a habit but he didn't consider it a bad habit he considered it a social lubricant, just something he used to make him feel more comfortable in social settings. The silken web wound round and round him an unseen prison bound him.

Fear whispered in the night and she awoke with a smothering since of panic.  In her terror she sought solace. He came as an angle of light with arms wide open offering refuge. But the comfort offered was a lie and spider silk, the gossamer threads, wrapped round, and round, and round, and she became imprisoned, bound.

The child, the man the woman imprisoned by lies have heard the lullaby that Satan sings. He offers asylum, a shelter, protection from danger but anyone lured by his songs finds the asylum he truly offers is imprisonment. The Father of lies now injects his helpless victims with the venom of hopelessness.

"If you abide in my word, you are truly my disciples, and you will know the truth and the truth will set you free...If the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed." (John 8:34-36) The one who puts his faith in the Truth and chooses then to keep his mind on whatever is true knows what life is like when the God of peace abides with you.