The Problem With The Truth

The Problem With The Truth

And why our culture is choosing to ignore it.

The problem with the truth is that it's relative.

Well, no it’s not. Let me rephrase. People think truth is relative. Truth—by definition—cannot be relative. According to Merriam-Webster, truth has several definitions, but all of them include some form of the principle that truth is a form of a fact or reality. It’s indisputable. For example, it’s true that the sky is blue. Unless, of course, it’s raining or snowing or the end of the world. Or at night. But you get the idea. Unless you’re color blind, you wouldn’t argue that the sky is generally speaking, some shade of blue.

Now, here’s the problem. What if someone told you “Sure, the sky is blue for you. But for me, it’s actually green.” Okay, yes, that sounds ridiculous. But that’s what our culture is doing. We have taken truth and turned it into opinion, into perception. Our culture says that you can believe whatever you want to believe about yourself, religion, the world around you, and no one can argue because that’s your “truth.” But why? Why have we chosen to turn reality into personal interpretation?

The quick answer is because reality is often not what we want it to be. Life sucks. It’s unfair. Bad things happen to “good” people. Yet, feeling something, believing in it as strongly as you can, has never and will never change reality.

And what happens when two people have opposing “truths”? Does that make one of them wrong? Because by the definition of truth, they can’t both be right. Two mutually exclusive beliefs like “the sky is blue” and “the sky is green” can’t both be true. So what happens? Do you argue, bicker, debate over which is more “true” than the other? Do you just move on, knowing that you both can’t be right, but ignoring the issue? Probably.

The problem with the truth is that it is offensive.

Our culture is a curious mix of apathy and passion. We care about rights, fairness, justice—but not about truth. Hmm. Does that not seem odd to anyone else? Truth says that there is a right and wrong answer—which means that someone’s opinion and personal reality can be denied. So, truth has gotten pushed to the side so that feelings don’t get hurt.

But without truth, how can their be trust, understanding? We are a culture that loves to argue and to share strongly worded opinions—but being offended? Someone disagreeing and coming back with an argument of his or her own? Oh, dear Lord, no. That’s a huge no-no.

We need to stop being afraid of offending people and start being afraid of ignoring reality.

The problem with the truth is it no longer exists.

In a world where reality is up to personal interpretation, how can truth survive? Perhaps it’s not so much that truth no longer exists, but that people choose to ignore it. It has become clouded by the ideology that perception and opinion are just as much reality as concrete facts. What is real and what is believed to be real are not necessarily the same thing. Now, it is culturally acceptable to identify as either gender (or both), as any race, even as any species. If you wake up one day and decide you want to be a cat, no one can argue that you’re not. Denying someone else’s reality has become the ultimate sin. That’s not truth.

Truth is that we are broken, fallen, messed up people with a Savior who loves each of us. He cares for you and me and everyone around us—including our enemies, including the people we hate. Just because you feel something doesn’t make it true. It never has and it never will. Life sucks. It’s unfair. Bad things happen to “good” people. But here’s the catch—no one is inherently good. I am incredibly grateful we don’t live in a “fair” world, because fair says I should have to pay the price for my sins. No, life’s not fair because we have a Savior who paid the price so we don’t have to.

And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth. John 1:14

That’s my truth. I have been redeemed by grace. Sin exists and it sucks and life’s hard, but I’m holding on to the truth that there’s something better than this reality. My truth is that there is truth, the ultimate truth of a God who loves and saves.

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There's a huge difference between being modest while breastfeeding and just being straight up careless, trashy and disrespectful to those around you. Why don't you try popping out a boob without a baby attached to it and see how long it takes for you to get arrested for public indecency? Strange how that works, right?

So many people talking about it bring up the point of how we shouldn't "sexualize" breastfeeding and seeing a woman's breasts while doing so. Actually, all of these people are missing the point. It's not sexual, it's just purely immodest and disrespectful.

If you see a girl in a shirt cut too low, you call her a slut. If you see a celebrity post a nude photo, you call them immodest and a terrible role model. What makes you think that pulling out a breast in the middle of public is different, regardless of what you're doing with it?

If I'm eating in a restaurant, I would be disgusted if the person at the table next to me had their bare feet out while they were eating. It's just not appropriate. Neither is pulling out your breast for the entire general public to see.

Nobody asked you to put a blanket over your kid's head to feed them. Nobody asked you to go feed them in a dirty bathroom. But you don't need to basically be topless to feed your kid. Growing up, I watched my mom feed my younger siblings in public. She never shied away from it, but the way she did it was always tasteful and never drew attention. She would cover herself up while doing it. She would make sure that nothing inappropriate could be seen. She was lowkey about it.

Mindblowing, right? Wait, you can actually breastfeed in public and not have to show everyone what you're doing? What a revolutionary idea!

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The Heartbeat Of Your Morning Routine Should Be To Seek God

Stop making your morning routine all about you!


There is something very calming and relaxing about waking up early, starting your day as everyone else is asleep.

This past week, I've been waking up every weekday at around 6 a.m. (for some, that's not early, but for the rest of us who are actually OK with having an inkling of humility, 6 a.m. is pretty early). Let me tell ya something:

Waking up early has been changing my life.

Here's my typical, morning routine: Wake up at 6 a.m., get to the gym by 6:30, work out, get back to the house and in the shower by 7:45, breakfast until 8:30, keep a last thirty minutes or so to get dressed, check emails, go over my daily schedule.

Then comes the fork in the road. My earliest day, I have meetings at 10 a.m. or work shifts at 10:30. If my day begins early, I bolt out the door. If my day begins later, I may relax for a bit before leaving. But that's not the ultimate "fork in the road," aka the choice I make each morning that truly solidifies my routine.

The ultimate heartbeat of my morning routine is spending time alone, praying to God and reading/reflecting on Scripture.

For me, this component serves to be the most crucial of all the elements that go into my morning routine, and I think it should be just as crucial for you, too!

First of all, most of these other elements can really be pushed around throughout the day. Working out in the morning feels good, but I can just as much go to the gym the night before. Same with taking a shower (I never understood people who take showers in the morning instead of at night. Like what are you doing? You get dirty during the day. Clean ya dang body after a long day, not right when you get up. Good grief. Then again, I have turned into a morning shower person, but I chalk that up to my fallen, sin nature).

Breakfast? You can make and have that on the go. Why are you wasting your time cooking a gourmet meal every morning? You ain't that special. You don't deserve that, cut it out.

Plan your day in the morning? Maybe go searching for a little thing called forethought and organize that, you know, the day before! I can't imagine planning my day the day of. Sure, I review it, but ain't no way I'm going to bed tonight being all like "Eh, let's see what happens tomorrow, can't imagine it'll be anything I need to prepare for in advance!"

All of these things stack up as making a productive morning for sure, but there is a reason why prayer and reading Scripture matter the most to me when going through my daily routine.

When we spend time alone with God, there are no expectations. I'm not doing it for societal pressure. I'm not doing it so others can see my being holy (I'm doing it alone, after all). Every other aspect of my morning routine is produced from these expectations, these pressures.

Now, none of these pressures are evil in and of themselves. Exercise, hygiene, nutrition, preparation: these are all good, but they are not God. They all shape us, but they do not save us.

It is from hearing God's voice each day and reading about Him, I am reminded why any of this matters. I am reminded that this life I have is not my own, that I can't just have my selfish morning routine just for my own sake. This spiritual heartbeat of my morning reminds me that everything I am doing in the morning is preparing me to serve and love others better: I'm in good shape to be at the ready, I have appropriate hygiene to be welcoming to others, I am well fed so as not be hangry or driven by emotion, and I have reviewed my day, full of appointments and meetings to encourage and serve others.

There is a story in one of the biographical accounts of Jesus. He "[leaves] the house and [goes] off to a solitary place, where He [prays]" (Mark 1:35, NIV). Once His followers find Him, Jesus responds by immediately leading them where God has told Him to go: to the nearby villages, to preach of God's Love and call to follow Him.

Ultimately, if meeting with God was the heartbeat of Jesus' day, the single component that mattered the most in guiding Him in using His time and helping Him pursue God, it should be the exact same way for you and me. For us to assume otherwise is simply a sign of God not truly being God to us, just as another "good" we stack into our day.

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