The Truth isn’t hard to recognize

But it seems hard to accept.  I suspect brain damage.

I know someone who believes in me, who sees me as the beneficiary of God’s master plan and complex design, who knows the greatest of sins of my past but can see the good that defines me.

I know someone who is ashamed of me, who sees the sins of my past and wants to stay as far away as possible, who assumes the worst when they do not understand my motives or actions, who doesn’t feel as though I’ve yet experienced enough shame and condemnation.

I know the difference between a truth and a lie.  But the lies feel so much more real.

~ by Daniel Koster on December 26, 2008.