What is the Truth?


Although I don't have a year of sobriety yet, it was Good Friday where I felt Jesus speak.  In the opening liturgy to the service I put together, the congregation responded to each call with "What is the Truth?"  "What is the Truth," Jesus asked me and I knew.  I knew Christ knew and I knew the truth deep in my soul.  I am an alcoholic and addict.  I am broken.  I am a hypocrite. I am full of shame. 

What is the Truth?

On that fateful evening, I was graced with a strength that did not come from me.  I knew that I had to tell my truth if Jesus was going to save me from my brokenness.  I had to confess to myself, my family, my church and my D.S.  I knew that confessing out loud to another human being (especially my church) my life would never be the same, but I could no longer live with the woman I had become.  And so I gave Jesus my disease, and He took it to the grave.

What is the Truth?

I have a new Truth.  I celebrate the Truth that I have new life.  I celebrate the Truth that I offer myself to God each and every day to live the life that I've been called into.  I celebrate the Truth that without my God and without my support system, I would fall back quickly into the place of dry bones.  

What is the Truth?

The Truth is we are all imperfect.  The Truth is that we are all loved.  The Truth is God's saving Grace is offered every day, every moment of our lives.  The Truth is we are never alone.  And for me, this is how I understand the idea that "Jesus died for my sins."  Symbolically we remember the day Jesus died and offer Him our brokenness to take with him to the grave.  Give God your secrets, Give God your distress.  Give God your darkness, your shame, your anger, your hatred, and your addictions.  Give to God what you want brought to the grave.

For me, the Truth is God Loves even me.

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