I haven't posted in a while, but feel inspired today. I am always searching for the Truth of a matter, sometimes at high costs, sometimes at the defeat of my own ego or emotions. I have experienced this before at varying levels, but I think I have really experienced the reality that Truth surely divides.
The truth is not the subject of popular appeal. It never has been. It never will be. Multitudes will never flock to a stadium to hear the truth. Truth divides.
It is better to be divided by truth than united in error. It is better to speak the truth that hurts and, then heals, than falsehood that comforts, then kills. It is not love, and it is not friendship if we fail to declare the whole counsel of God. It is better to be hated for telling the truth than to be loved for telling the lie. It is impossible to find, in the Bible, anyone who stood with God and His truth who did not have enemies and was not hated. It is better to stand alone with the truth than to be wrong with the multitude. It is better to succeed, ultimately, with the truth than to succeed, temporarily, with the lie.
Even the lies we tell ourselves and brand our brains with, searing our consciousness into believing even for years, a lie.
There are truths, that I know now, are better left unsaid, they are our own, they are so piercing so life changing, that to experience them and come to the knowledge of them in our hearts and minds, means we can never turn back. We are changed. Truth is revelation.
The division may be between people, places or things, it may be the revelation between right and wrong - but in most cases it is a division between what the ego wants, and what the spirit declares is true. The death of any part of us, be it ego, or some say self or the death of old ideas, hopes and dreams, is painful. Very painful. It is as if we betray ourselves, believing a lie for what seems a lifetime, and then coming into the revelation that in fact what we have believed all this time, is in fact falsehood. It rips you apart.
Betrayal of ourselves must be worse than that of a lover or friend. A confidante or mentor.
Truth comes on different levels - like the the truth that I have a job, but decribing all the details and intricate workings of my day to day activites, is a greater truth, bring greater revelation and understanding about my job. Likewise, when we start scrutinizing ourselves closely, and monitoring our thoughts and actions, the greater revelation prevents us from living under a veil any longer. Its a tough revelation, one that forever changes us, preventing us from regressing. It severs connections, and old paradigms. Light shines in places we never hoped it would, but there it is clear and concise. Bringing everything into clear focus without question.
Do we share what we see, or do we keep it to ourselves? Do we dispell the notions, the idealogy, or do we just live with it, the Truth? It makes me think of the saying "every action has an equal and opposite reaction".. Truth sets us free, but moves into a different level of captivity. We walk through one door, only to find ourselves facing another.