“This just doesn’t seem fair. Now our insurance may go up because she decided to lie?”
“Sorry, hun. Now it’s a matter of principle. This time I filed a claim purely for justice sake. I am not paying for the damage she caused. I am not paying for her to lie and get away with it. That is what is not fair. For someone to get away with being dishonest.”
This was the conversation between my husband and I. In our kitchen. The day after Christmas. What were we talking about? An insurance claim that I had to file for a tiny scrape to our vehicle. Because the other party caused the damage. Had more to lose.
And decided to side step the truth.
“And you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” John 8:32
I always started off a new year by picking one word that would define it. Well, by allowing God to pick it. Guide me in picking it. However, I did not pick one last year. I tried. I thought for a while it may have been “light,” because for a time I felt His light was being pushed back, drowned out by darkness so others could not see it.
As my journey sent me through one battle after another, I was also sent on many a mission to fight.
And without mine ever even knowing it, I was sent on many a mission to fight for truth.
So it seemed fitting that in the last few days of 2018, I would be standing in my kitchen fighting for it again. Fighting for truth to win, and for dishonesty to fail. For honest folks to be celebrated, and liars to be defeated.
Fighting for truth that continues to remain unspoken for fear of retaliation. Fear that speaking it will mean one is not believed. Thought to be crazy. Irrational. I know all three of those. I know how big that fear can get. I even know what it is like to not be believed. To stand up before a lie and be called crazy. Irrational.
But…I also know something bigger than those fears.
A just and fair Savior.
“Forget about what’s happened; don’t keep going over old history. Be alert, be present. I’m about to do something brand-new.” Isaiah 43:18-19, MSG
Who can speak truth into the dark places.
Even as I sit here writing these words. Looking outside at a dreary day. One that seems to set the tone for the end of the year that was filled with many dark, dreary days. Wondering if this year will bring more of the same.
“I am doing something brand-new. It’s bursting out! Don’t you see it? There it is! I’m making a road through the desert, rivers in the badlands.” Isaiah 43:19, MSG
Truth in dark places.
Hope in dark places.
Hope that the truth will be brought into light. That more will seek it, speak it. Turn from the lies of the world, and seek the promises found in His Word. A hope that pierces the gloom. The darkest night. Promises to keep shining into those dark places.
Hope that keeps you moving forward, even when you want to give up, because you know and trust God to provide a breakthrough.
Even when you can’t see it in front of you, it is there.
If we don’t have hope that truth wins. That good will prevail. That light will be exposed. That God’s will be done. Then…what’s the point?
Remember Red, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies. -Shawshank Redemption.
I think Andy was onto something. Hope. It’s a good thing.
On the hardest of days when I’m fighting for truth to win, I still have my hope. It’s the one thing I can count on when truth fails. Hope never does.