I watched two people play statistics wars. Both debaters adamantly claimed ownership of diagrams and charts that backed their positions. Now I’m not a scientist, but I live with one. I’ve been around academics long enough to recognize poor research protocols and an apples and oranges argument. I’ve also learned it’s pointless to say anything to people who have their minds made up, academics included.
I walked away to make coffee when a line from Simon and Garfunkle’s song, The Boxer, began to play in my head.
All lies and jests, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
When my coffee was ready, before I even started my Bible reading for today, I remembered this verse from my childhood:
You desire truth in the inward parts.
The Passion translation phrases it this way:
I know that you delight to set your truth deep in my spirit.
So come into the hidden places of my heart
and teach me wisdom. (Psalm 51:6)
Deceit is deceiving. No one believes a lie or jest intentionally, but very few ask to have falsehoods they believe publicly exposed. Gullibility feels like a character flaw, like a failure to fact check with the right fact checkers backed by the right authorities. With playground taunts still ringing in their ears many people will double down before admitting error.
Sometimes we absorb untruths because we need them to fit into a construct that allows us to feel less insecure. Sometimes we believe lies simply because we trusted the wrong people. Is that not the theme of millions of stories since the Garden of Eden?
Still thinking about the song (and about them and the lies they believed) and how that fit in with the verse about truth, the Lord arrested me with, “Let’s talk about some truths I’d like to set in your heart. There are some things that need displacing.”
He’s kind like that. He doesn’t talk about my stupidity for believing a falsehood, he talks about a truth that is lacking, a gap in my understanding temporarily filled in by something else. Cooperating with the process is called transformation.
Earlier this week, while I listened to some uplifting worship and encouraging speakers, I tried to paint my feelings about this time of isolation I find myself in. It feels like the Lover of my soul is asking me to come away with him and simply sit quietly in this prepared time and appointed place. I do believe we are stepping into a new era and this long pause is a gift to reflect on embarrassingly wonky values and ideas I’ve accepted that need to be replaced with truths before we journey on.
A little defensively I ask, “Who can I trust anyway? What is the truth?”
“Me,” he says. “In answer to both questions. Let’s start with how much I love you — and how much I love them — because you don’t really believe me yet.”
6 thoughts on “Into the Hidden Places”
This is really a beautiful piece of truth-writing. It should be shouted from the roof tops. I’m off to read it again.
Thank you for your kindness. Listen in stillness. He absolutely adores you, you know.
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Yes. The stillness is for re-creating our relationship with Him. He certainly has gotten our attention.
Your writing is beautiful in so many ways! Thank you!
“Transformation” – co-operating with His gentle, loving process! Yes!
“Let’s start with how much I love you — and how much I love them — because you don’t really believe me yet” – a lesson I am learning because we are ALL created in his image and likeness, therefore we are, each individual, lovable. I sometimes wonder why for such a long time, God would only say to me, “David, I love you!” Until I accepted that as fact – which I can share in accepting others!
In these days of dimness, let our light so shine that others are drawn to the Light!
Ah! You understand. Thank you for your kind words.