The truth is that sometimes folks want to disregard the truth. For their own motives and desires they wish to change what is into what they would like it to be. Having to consider the validity of any notion means having to contemplate its value and cost within the frame of reference each one has lived. Truth is established by accepting that which is. It is not a preference or a hope for something to be so. We are tormented by the twisting of truth and its harmful impact on our existence. Sometimes just considering the efforts of liars and the perversity of truth they would present can cause our heads to ache, our minds to reel and our thoughts to need reordering. Finding relief from such torments is sometimes difficult but a necessity with a desirable reward. Continue reading
Bios and Zoe
I recently read a piece of C.S. Lewis taken from Mere Christianity. It is the page where he attempts to help the reader conceptualize the difference between Bios, physical life and Zoe, spiritual life. His encapsulating synopsis is that we are all like a bunch of statues standing around with some anticipation that some will become living human beings. A dead lump of clay or granite or bronze might breathe and think and strut about. You might as well believe that corruptible flesh and bones could be raised from the dead to travel amongst the cosmos.
Birthdays
My friends have birthdays and so we rejoice
Others grow older, without too much choice
Some do it with smiles; some with loud voice
Smart ones just kneel before Jesus to rejoice
There’s Good in The Rain
I don’t feel your agony
I can’t say, “I understand”
There is such a heavy load
And I want to lift your hand
For my eyes see God’s beauty
His birds sing softly to me
There’s joy in every sunrise
And He causes fears to flee
I don’t walk in your sorrows
I don’t know your deepest pain
But with faith in tomorrows
I still find good in the rain
Our blessings come from Heaven
To repair what heartaches do
But can you really trust Him
When words just can’t make it through
So let me sit here with you
And maybe add a few tears
While wondering “Is God true?”
Has He loved us all these years?
I don’t walk in your sorrows
I don’t know your deepest pain
But with faith in tomorrows
I still find good in the rain
I don’t walk in your sorrows
I don’t know your deepest pain
But with faith in tomorrows
I still find good in the rain