I look around me in the midst of the fall colors and I can easily determine what is true and who is not. The colors I see are as bright as one ones worn by many politicians on both sides of the Atlantic. It is almost too easy; sins out on displays, idiotic acts of self centeredness, and crass combinations of lying words. It is fresh bait for a hungry school of fish – everyone is in on the act! I wish I could say that it began and ended with politicians only it doesn’t. Businessmen and women are in neck deep and they often get paid amazing sums of money to perpetuate their recurring myths. Does anyone want to do something about it?
Yes, I know there are sounds of change and rumors of honesty. Rhetoric floats out on display for all to discuss and consider. The irony is that from day to day little changes. Scandals continue without end, exploitation is more the norm than the exception, and people continue to hide under semantics. When I begin to discuss the sad state of things everyone in the conversations seems to take on a mantle of distress. It is as if we have lost our best friend, hope.
The vision seemed so clear. Along comes Wisdom and the following gift is left on our tables. “You can’t whitewash your sins and get by with it; you find mercy by admitting and leaving them.” (Proverbs 28.13)
Perhaps that colors that I saw were so clear because they were the ones that I most often see in the mirror when I am actually looking with open eyes. Could it be that it is my sins out on display? Might those acts of idiocy be mine? Is it the echo of my words and protests that seem eternally new?
Wisdom knows that your colors and mine are the same. That really isn’t the question or issue. The question is two-fold. Do we see them? What are we going to do with them? In the answer are our colors.
