Over the summer our oldest, Noah started taking acting classes at the local arts center. From a young age, Noah had this amazing talent to memorize and retain a large amount of information. For example, one time at our church Christmas program, he was asked to be one of the narrators for the annual program. He managed to memorize not only his part but the parts before and after his. As a narrator, you can imagine the abundance of information that he had memorized. Not only was he able to retain the information, but he was able to draw the audience into the storyline with his ability to project his words with confidence and emotion. Now, this wasn't his first time speaking before a large audience. It was though at that point I realized that he had a gift for commanding an audience much like that of his Dad.
Last week, Noah and his sister Sidney Bess were completing their final project for an acting class they had been taking for a few weeks. The final performance was a spin on a class fairytale where Noah portrayed two characters that I believe he had been practicing for his entire life...Prince Charming and Pinocchio....charming with a side of mischief. From an early age, Noah was always the first to say, "it wasn't me." When he was two, I recall him hiding the remaining part of his sandwich underneath his plate and yelling, "Mom, I am all done!" even though I could clearly see the unstableness of the plate due to the amount of sandwich that the plate was sitting on. Of course, it was so cute and sweet, but little did I know that it would transition into years of...well, let's just say that Pinocchio suited him well.
Now as Noah got older, he became the big brother to two sisters and a brother. Then the phrase "it wasn't me" became the catch phrase for all of them. Now, of course I would not tell them this but I too have struggle with my share of telling the truth or shall I say not telling the truth. I am certain that I am not the only one that has ever took that flight into fantasy in order to protect myself from their mama...which I like to rationalize that not uttering the complete truth was for protective reasons...protecting me from the wrath of my mama!
So, what does this have to do with my relationship with God? You might be surprised to know that it doesn't have anything to do with my relationship with Him, but His relationship with me. God is TRUTH. He can NEVER lie to me. He knows what the truth is about me all the time. I can't hide anything from Him because He already knows EVERYTHING about me. The best thing that I can do is tell the truth. The quicker the truth is out, the quicker I can receive forgiveness and move on. My relationship with God works because of His son Jesus, who died for the sins of everyone. Basically, Jesus cleaned up the mess of the human race so that His father could wash us clean enabling us to spend eternity with Him.
Telling the truth may be the hardest thing we will ever do, but telling lies can ruin our entire life. Even the smallest of lies are hard to forgive, but every time I look into my children's eye and forgive them, I am reminded of the many times God has forgiven me and that is the kind of truth that will fill my heart with love.
Note: No jewels today, as I chose to authenticate my words by selecting pictures to go along with my devotion. BTW...isn't that the cutest little pig you have ever seen!
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