According to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, truth is “fidelity and constancy [archaic forms]; sincerity in action, character, and utterance; the state of being the case: fact; the body of real things, events, and facts: actuality; often capitalized: a transcendent fundamental or spiritual reality; a judgment, proposition, or idea that is true or accepted as true (truths of thermodynamics); the body of true statements and propositions; the property (as of a statement) of being in accord with fact or reality; chiefly British: true; fidelity to an original or to a standard; in accordance with fact: actually.”
Yet, today, I hear people on TV and in conversation say that “my truth is not necessarily your truth.” If truth is fact, how can that be?
I started my search for truth in high school, and it led me into numerous metaphysical movements, cults, alternative religions, other world religions such as Hinduism and Buddhism, the concept of reincarnation, other spiritual realities, and metaphysics, plus so many more I can’t even name them all. Let me put it this way: If it went bump in the night, I wanted to know why.
But for all my searching for truth, I found only confusion and misery. If everyone had their own truth, then how could one movement or religion claim only they knew the truth passed down from “ancient masters.” The answer given was that I was not enlightened enough to understand.
Arguments over truth have consumed humankind from the earliest recorded times. An entry in the Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy from June 13, 2006 [http://plato.stanford.edu/entries/truth/] states that “The problem of truth is in a way easy to state: what truths are, and what (if anything) makes them true. But this simple statement masks a great deal of controversy. Whether there is a metaphysical problem of truth at all, and if there is, what kind of theory might address it, are all standing issues in the theory of truth.”
Theory. Huh. If truth is fact, why do people argue over its meaning? Truth is truth: fact, reality, fidelity, constancy.
One day the disciple Thomas asked a question of Jesus after the Lord comforted His followers by saying that He was going home and He would prepare a place for them and they would know the way to this place.
Confused, Thomas said to Jesus, “Lord, we don’t know where you are going, so how can we know the way?” Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. If you really knew me, you would know my Father as well. From now on, you do know him and have seen him.” John 14:5-7 NIV
Jesus is the truth. He is fact. He is reality. He is fidelity. He is constant. He is the same yesterday, today, and forever. He died on a cross, was laid in a tomb, and rose bodily three days later. The tomb is empty. What other path of enlightenment can claim that their leader—their ancient master—rose from the dead and showed his (or her) wounds to friends, family, and followers?
Jesus appeared first to Thomas so that the disciple could see with his own eyes the Lord’s nail-scarred hands.
I had known the truth as a child. But I forgot, or maybe the other voices screaming at me from their metaphysical money booths shouted Him down. In 1982 I found the truth. It . . . He . . . has never failed me.
Christian fiction contains more truth than the realities of life in our confusing world. Grasp that fact, write from the truth in your heart, and you will not need to include a conversion scene in your novel. His Holy Spirit will show the truth in your stories to those who have eyes to see and ears to hear.
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