Thursday, November 14, 2013

Liars and Their Lying Lie Hole

Honesty is the best policy, as the saying goes. I have enough life know that this is so true. There is not much more that I can say than the truth always is the best policy.

I am a watcher of people. I think God has given me the gift of being able to see people for who they are.  I fear this is a blessing and a curse. I have been able to look into someone's eyes and see things there both good and bad and realize that life always goes on, even if those people aren't a part of it.

And today, as I make my way to work, using Siri to help me make this post, I am struck again by the tangled web that lies will leave in your life. Nothing is more complicated than trying to backtrack your way out of your own lies. This simplicity that truth brings into your life is worth the cost that it may have to tell. 

More times than I would like to count, my life has been challenged by someone who knows not how to tell the truth. And it is dealing with these challenges that my ability to see someone for who they are has been especially painful. Because I always want to see the good in everyone, even when the bad is very apparent.

Can I say I have never told a lie? Absolutely not. But I have found in myself the inability to stick with a lie. And have often corrected that lie as soon as it left my mouth.  One instance in particular telling the truth came at a great cost to me, but I still had to tell the truth. You can never keep up with lies because lies only multiply.

I tend to have great faith in those that I care for. I tend to believe in someone until they are proven to be wrong. For some reason, I have always felt that love deserved the truth. 

And, I have never failed to weep when lies were exposed.

Today, I press toward my goals, and I press alone. I am without that helpmeet that I longed for. And, that saddens me to the depths of my soul.

But, I would rather make this journey alone than make this journey in the Company of liars. I have been reflecting during my ride, reflecting on the great cost of dishonesty. I have been remembering, I have been reminiscing, and I have been counting the cost. 

And what a cost. What a cost it is.

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