When Lies Speak Louder Than the Truth

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We all know how to lie. We learned it at a young age. Some are better at it than others. Some are so good at it, they start to convince themselves it’s the truth. Some are taught lies, being told it’s the truth. Lies tend to go two ways: subtle and sneaky or loud and in your face.

This weekend, it felt like the most hurtful lies was being shouted at the top of peoples lungs. It felt that way, because it quite literally was. The loudest, most hurtful lie: some of God’s children are more loved, more worthy, more important that others. A lie that I know breaks God’s heart to hear. It’s a loud lie. A throw it in your face until you hear it lie. A lie that seems so absurd to yell, but one that slowly seeps into our culture, society, and hearts.

I’m not writing this to take a political stance, nor am I trying to make a blanket statement on how people must be feeling. I can’t begin to understand how it would feel to have a group of  people hating the way I was born so much that they feel the need to take to the streets. I am writing this to say the only thing I feel qualified to say.

I am writing this for the person who is scrolling through their news feeds and only seeing the angry faces of people who hate them. I am writing this because although the loud lies that a group of people chose to yell seem obviously untrue, I’m sure it doesn’t take the sting away. I am also writing this for the person who hasn’t allowed an event like this to hit them, and hit them hard. I am writing this for the person who is brushing the need for empathy off, thinking they can’t do anything about it.

These are the truths YOUR heavenly Father says about you. He says these about your black neighbor, your muslim coworker, your atheist family member, your gay classmate, the addict, the christian, and every other man, woman, and child. He didn’t create his children so diversely to pick and choose who he sent his son to die for. He didn’t have a check list of skin color, qualification, or good deeds.

There are loud lies out there right now, but here is the truth:

He created you in his image (Genesis 1:27)

You are fearfully and wonderfully made (Psalm 139:14)

You are am crucified with Christ and you no longer live, but Christ lives in you. (Galatians 2:20)

Nothing can ever separate you from the love of God in Christ Jesus. (Romans 8:38-39)

God has not given you a spirit of fear, but of power, love and a sound mind. (2 Timothy 1:7)

You are created in God’s likeness (Ephesians 4:24)

You are loved so much that you were died for. (John 3:16)

With all these loud lies, my heart broke for the ears that heard them. The lies of unworthiness because of a religion or skin color. The lies that one is better than another.  If you’re reading this, I hope it’s a reminder of what God says about you and what he says about every person different than you. I hope it’s a break from the angry shouting on your newsfeed and makes the truth louder.

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