I hate lies. Even though I do sometimes tell them, sadly. This series is my attempt to propose some thoughts that I hope will be some light on the truth about lies. I'll really need your thoughts to round this discussion out, though, so please comment here or on FB.
This first post is about the double-reason that particularly gets my goat.
The first reason I hate lies is because we so readily resort to them. Stuck in an awkward situation? Got asked if someone's bum looks big in a pair of pants? Will get found out if you admit the truth? Or if you admit that you've not been telling the truth previously?
We so readily resort to lies in all sorts of situations. The thing is, I reckon it's just laziness. We're too lazy to work out what love looks like in truth, and we too readily assume that the only way out is lying. It's just laziness. And it makes me angry. Because lies hurt people.
That's the second part of this double-reason. Lies kill. The devil is a liar, and has been so from the beginning, and his mission is to kill and destroy. Lies kill people.
I'm speaking quite strongly here, I know. It's because I feel this strongly. Please don't let that stop you from feeling able to comment or even to disagree. This is a chat I'd love to have.
Stay tuned for more.
Kutz