Truth

The world is always in a state of tension, but this week I felt a deeper sadness from the realities of my sin and the sin in the world. I decided to write my feelings out. Instead of my normal journaling method, I landed on poetry. I wrote poetry as a child, the rhyming kind (Scott has received a few that I’m sure he’s had framed in gold), but I’ve never let the words flow out as a cleansing exercise like I tried this time. I highly recommend it y’all. This poem is about my own journey to find truth. Enjoy!

Truth

Oh, you truth,

Where do you hide?

Illusive and thoughtless,

You often seem farther away than space,

But you sit at my feet in a book.

The words make patterns

Full of logic and reason,

But I focus on the dust particles,

The parts that don’t connect.

Staring at them until my eyes hurt.

I hear the truth,

It vibrates in my gut,

But I still question it.

Will it stand the test of time?

Can I believe the dot to dots?

I circle like an airplane above it,

Can’t seem to land anywhere even close to it.

Until a voice soaked in confidence and power directs me,

“Follow me,” it says in a boom.

I find rest in the loud burst of reality.

I think I’ll stay

And absorb the intimate perfection for a while.

I won’t see the full reward of it,

Not for a long time anyway.

But when I do,

The truth will be there to welcome me.

John Calvin says:

“The way, the truth, and the life. He lays down three degrees, as if he had said, that he is the beginning, and the middle, and the end; and hence it follows that we ought to begin with him, to continue in him, and to end in him. We certainly ought not to seek for higher wisdom than that which leads us to eternal life, and he testifies that this life is to be found in him. Now the method of obtaining life is, to become new creatures. He declares, that we ought not to seek it anywhere else, and, at the same time, reminds us, that he is the way, by which alone we can arrive at it. That he may not fail us in any respect, he stretches out the hand to those who are going astray, and stoops so low as to guide sucking infants. Presenting himself as a leader, he does not leave his people in the middle of the course, but makes them partakers of the truth. At length he makes them enjoy the fruit of it, which is the most excellent and delightful thing that can be imagined.”

Sometimes examining God’s Word for the truth feels like looking for the forest through the trees.

Photo credit-Carole O’kobrick