A Perhaps Unusual Taste
What is the taste of truth? Is it a minor ingredient? What would pure truth be like? Overwhelming for we humans whose spiritual palates have degenerated?
Is truth on your list of what’s good? Why do we often find it so unpalatable?
Common images in our language are “the bitter truth” and the “sword of truth”. Sometimes it’s “sugar-coated” to make it easier to swallow, swallowing also being used in relation to tall tales, another euphemism for lying. …when a guy sweet talks ya’….. she was brutally honest….
On the other hand we have:
*Honesty is the best policy.
*What a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive.
So somewhere remains a recognition of the value and desirability of truth. But how much untruth do we recognize today? Has not lying and deception become so commonplace we don’t even realize it?
It is still a case of splinters and beams—we easily point out the lies and their effects when they come from others but what about our own? We all contribute to this universal soup; the ingredients each one of us adds make up the taste of the whole.
The first place to look is within. On the list of ingredients of my self, is truth one of the ones with so few parts per million, it doesn’t have to be on the label?
Does truth have to be bitter, brutal? Can we not be truthful and loving at the same time?
Sometimes we may lie in order to escape the reaction of the other in relation to our actions. Turn this around—what in my reactions would cause someone else to lie?
I remember sermons on standing up for what one believes. How about having the courage to stand up and admit our shortcomings? Then we need the spiritual strength to forgive, hopefully followed by even more strength so as to change.
And now for a splinter:
Last week the government was assuring us there would be no shortage at the pumps. On Friday a colleague wondered why are people filling gas cans? I remembered when I first came to France hearing the government say oh, no, we are not going to devalue the franc, no, no. And then 3 days later, they would devalue it. People are filling gas cans because they’ve been lied to before. Saturday evening there was no diesel fuel to be had in a nearby town. Yesterday the pumps were closed when no attendant was on duty as purchases are limited, when there is any fuel to be had.
Truth and trust go hand in hand. Savour the notion of being able to trust, then mix up a batch of honesty. Don’t forget a healthy dose of love and compassion.