Friday, January 15, 2010

Give Me the Desire

Giving me Your heartbeat
And giving me Your life, 
Should give me the desire 
To see things through Your eyes  


But I cannot see 
Or maybe I do not care, 
As I live today 
My end could be near  


Ignorance is no excuse, 
Our fatalities are always choice 
We all know who You are, 
But yet we choose to reject  


Giving me Your heartbeat 
And giving me Your life, 
Should give me the desire 
To see things through Your eyes 


I count my age on fingers, 
But I see no success 
I look upon my trophies 
Immaculate, they gather dust  


Giving me Your heartbeat 
And giving me Your life,
Should give me the desire 
To see things through Your eyes  


So long have I put off 
The pressure to ‘walk that walk,’ 
So long have I refused, 
You to open, You to renew  


I’m giving You my heartbeat 
Finally, giving You my life 
Presents a burning desire 
To see things through Your eyes  


Now I can see,  
I now do truly care, 
As I live today, 
My end could be near  


I revel in my pain, 
I rejoice when I need suffer 
For when my end does come, 
Of that I have no fear  


I’ll show others how to give You their heartbeat, 
And how to give You their life 
As I continue in the journey 
To see all through Your eyes


Thursday, January 7, 2010

Truth....is?

           Truth. A five letter word, yet many of the most conversant minds of today cannot truly define what it means. Men have searched in vain for decades in hopes of discovering it, while other men have found it.




So we ask ourselves what the difference between these two sets of seekers is. We wonder why all do not come to the same conclusion. And sometimes, we even question if there is such a thing as truth. Multiple authors claim they have reached true truth, C.S. Lewis, Charles Darwin, Richard Dawkins, etc.




I believe the search of truth leads one in an endless maze of questions in the beginning. Perhaps maze is not the term I am looking for, but syllogism.
What is truth? What is true truth? Is there truth? Does it affect me? As a child I thought I knew what truth was. “Thy Word is truth. John 17:17,” I repeated as a 5 year old Sparky. I could lie and say I thought about what those words truly meant, but I can’t say I did other than to realize God is truth and the Bible is truth.
           


How profound Jesus is, even in the simplest of statements. A derivative of the Greek word alÄ“theia, truth is defined as “conformity to fact or reality; exact accordance with that which is or has been, or shall be” in Webster’s 1828 dictionary.
Carl Sagan’s Cosmos has a very similar sound to this definition. A sound which to many might seem almost biblical. When you ask someone “what is truth,” you will find many different answers. Why? Because there are sides. Truth is not simply a question, but a battle. The battle between right and wrong, good and evil. truth and non-truth – a battle that if thoroughly examined is prepared to shake us to our very core, question our beliefs, and perhaps even shatter them.




Many people are opposed to the mere mention of truth. Why? I believe it is because that by ignoring the presence of such a thing one is released of all responsibility regarding behavior, actions, and beliefs. In our sinful human nature we do not naturally seek responsibility; we revile it in our hearts.




In the Garden of Eden the serpent told Eve that no one had to know, thus releasing her of her responsibility to truth. To some, truth is like a demon that is determined to expose every particle of their being, and to others it presents a sense of peace and comfort. The search of truth requires us to lay down our thoughts and truly examine them for what they are. I personally wonder if some “seekers of truth” really want to find it, or simply desire to set their minds at ease.


           
The sides of this age-old cosmic battle are the world and God. That alone explains why we reach different conclusions. The world is essentially at war with God, and groups at war rarely believe the same thing. As far as I can see….:P




Many believe that truth is interpretive person to person – that there is no real truth, there is only their own personal truth, what they determine to be truth. If this is the case, then truth shouldn’t matter, it shouldn’t be an unanswered question. But do you really want to base your existence on interpretation? According to Sagan, we’re “star stuff.” He claimed that we have fallen from a great height- I’ll also assume he hit his head at the bottom.
I personally would rather believe I came from something with a little more validity than that.


What about you?