We are all seeking after truth. The problem is that we have to a large extent lost confidence in the purveyors of truth. So much of what is presented as truth, as in objective reality, is simply subjective opinion, canvassed for the purpose of bolstering someone’s cause in the hope that more of us will climb aboard. Politicians speak less truth and more majority opinion.
Strangely, our common perception of truth meaning both accuracy and correctness didn’t enter the English language until the mid-13th century. The word in its original sense meant ‘fidelity, loyalty, covenant’.
Certainly there is a sense of reliability and trustworthiness, yet not the demand for proof beyond contradiction. In this sense, all truth invites us to exercise a measure of faith in its veracity.
As Katey and I first navigated our way through childlessness, then encountered the mountain of MS, it was the faithfulness of God that we most craved. There was little space or need to debate theological truisms, we required contact with the source of our hope, God himself.
We found that all the truths we assembled about MS and its impact, the accumulated neurological expertise on how best to manage the disease, useful, yet not especially comforting or reassuring. The facts were, in truth, of little value in enabling us to plot our course together through stormy seas.
What we desperately needed was the experience of knowing God was with us, while also assuring God that we chose to walk with him. It was difficult, as is true of all committed relationships.
We argued and we fought with the Lord, yet discovered God was both up for the fight and remained with us even as the dust settled. Here was covenantal love; and we responded by choosing to keep faith in God as truth. This was a robust love that could not break.
When Jesus describes himself as the Truth, he describes a love that was formed at the very birth of creation and which endures until the very end of time. And that’s a fact!
(Dr Micha Jazz)
With many peaceful blessings