Do words on a piece of paper make them true? Can we trust what we read? Are we willing to let our lives rest on their authenticity?
After reading about things I have witnessed first hand my willingness to blindly trust the newspaper is gone. From something as simple as a car accident to the scene in London City during a major power outage nothing is quite the same to different individuals. Perception differences I can handle. Viewpoints can have different perspective. Local or regional biases can make a difference. However it is the open transformation of the true story into something that resembles radical fiction that strikes fear to my heart. If I cannot trust the “news” then where can I put my trust? Should the news prove untrustworthy when the writers in theory has no “agenda” is there any hope of trust where agendas multiple by the hour? If confidences and privacy disappear as quickly as the ripples of a small rock tossed into a large lake, where should I turn?
In today’s reality there is little that one can express absolute confidence in. Even those closest to you may break their word. Foundations of society are falling around us, nothing remains sacred and predictable. Pillars of tradition are revealed for the fallible human institutions they are. Trust is scarce, rare, and beyond price.
In the midst of all this the testimony of God’s word is sure. The writers seem overwhelmed and in awe most of the time. This feeling that comes through between the lines allows me to say with the Angel that these words are “dependable and accurate words, every one.’” (Revelation 22.6) I cannot express anything other than the stunning belief that comes when God reveals himself. My confidence only grows as I experience the power of mercy, strength of compassion, and hope in acceptance.
Today you and I face the question the morning question. Who will we trust? Are my own efforts, expressed in my human ways stronger than the God’s love? I know where my strength and confidence resides.
