Isn't it ironic that truth-the word itself-has thousands of meanings to thousands of different people? This world can't even agree on what the word means, let alone what Truth actually is.
Is it an unchangeable, unwavering object?
“The truth is incontrovertible, malice may attack it, ignorance may deride it, but in the end; there it is.”Winston Churchill
Or simply the loudest voice among all voices?
“Truth, in matters of religion, is simply the opinion that has survived.”Oscar Wilde
It seems to have taken on a very distinct meaning in today's day and age. That meaning: you decide. "If it's right for you, then it's right for you. You feel good? Great! Keep at it. It simply must be true if I think it is! Maybe it's not true for you, but it is for me." This is the attitude that is prevailing in our thriving society, and it is sickening. I honestly don't understand how truth could exist if it varies for each person and if it's there only part of the time. Truth should be as unchangeable as gravity. Can you imagine if the laws of gravity reflected spineless, postmodern "truth"? Some people would float while others would be grounded, and there would never be any assurance of exactly WHEN it would kick in. The world would be in absolute chaos. Now I ask, what state is the world in today with the current understanding of truth? It is in absolute chaos.
There is one Truth, as there is one law of gravity. That truth lies within the covers of the Word of God. It is the Creator of the universe, the fallen reality of the world, and the death and resurrection of the Saviour. It is the Hope that does not disappoint. It is my sinfulness, God's holiness, and redemption.
Why does this world oppose truth so much? We have been deceived into thinking that by living our own lives for our own pleasures, we are living out our own truths. What we are really doing is celebrating our lack of Truth. Unless we earnestly seek out truth, we will continue to be fed this lie.
Seek the LORD God Almighty, who created this world for a purpose-to bring glory to Him. He exists whether you believe it or not, and He loves you. Turn from celebrating the festivities of a multitude of lies to acknowledging the truth that sets you free. Cry out, as a desperate father of a sick child did so long ago, "I do believe: help my unbelief."
Until we earnestly seek Him, we will be fed the lie that consumes us.
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