Jesus answered: “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. If you really knew me, you would know my Father as well. From now on, you do know him and have seen him.” John 14:6-7
Truth;
when the last breath has been breathed,
when the fantasies and illusions are stripped away,
when the imposters and wannabes have all faded,
what else is there?
Truth does not come easy,
it lies hidden among the wreckage
and excess baggage,
simple and plain,
without motive or agenda,
without prejudice or conditions,
no compromise,
no faltering,
no respecter of persons,
truth is not dependent
on belief or faith,
it stands sparkling and clear,
shining like the sun
in the eyes of a child,
truth stands alone.
Many claim truth,
twisting and turning facts,
attempting to fit preconceived ideas,
creating vast empty empires complete with
testimonies of flesh and blood,
monuments of self-glorification,
exercises in futility,
deceiving themselves and others
with grand ideas and philosophical babble,
crumbling like dust into the morning mist,
but in the end truth remains,
in the end truth will be all there is,
in the end there is only
one way, one life,
one truth.
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