What is it?
When you strip away the fear, the madness, the hurt, the facades, the guises, the past, the what if's and the should have beens... what you are left with is truth. Cold, hard, truth.
Truth can be brutal. It is brutal when you are attempting to reconcile what you say with what IS... and it is brutal when you're the one being reconciled with. When you're the one facing the cold hard truth for the first time.
So after the initial slap in the face, the sucker punch to the gut, what do you do? The wind is still knocked out of you, but you're standing back up.
What do you do?
Do you pretend that nothing happened? Like the truth that was just revealed to you isn't so?
No. What you do is hit your knees, pray for clarity and the knowledge of when and how to apply grace. When is it right to forgive and forget? It's probably always right to forgive... but how do you know when it's safe to forget, too? Or can you really ever know?
What is the truth?? Are you getting a straight story now? All of a sudden? When the previous story was NOT true? The story has changed... has the person?
That's the problem with truth... it's not always put out there for you to see. That is the unfair, unbiased, irrevocable truth about truth. Sometimes you just have to struggle through hell to figure it out. You have to take chances... risk it ALL sometimes. Risk big, win big. Man it sucks.
I personally am tired of being a punching bag and a casual convenience. I'm the only one who can put a stop to that. And believe me... I will.
But here's something else to always remember:
- If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
- If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
- If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
- Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
- It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
- Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
- It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
- Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.
- For we know in part and we prophesy in part,
- but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears.
- When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became an adult, I put childish ways behind me.
- Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
- And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
...and that pretty much sums it up.
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