What is Truth?
That was the question, at some point, that was planted in my mind. I did not know from where it came, but it was staring me in the face like a Master Caution light, designed to get my attention. Over time there was a growing urgency to get an answer, while I fumbled about in the dark, unsure how, and unable to cancel the flashing light or silence the warning bell alerting to my dire straits.
I didn’t realize back then, in planting that question, our LORD and Savior, Jesus Christ, was drawing me. John 6:44 is the precious verse that reveals how an Almighty God, Creator of all the Universe, has such loving kindness and mercy for us that He personally draws us, wretched sinners that we are, to His holiness and everlasting love!
No one can come to Me, unless the Father who sent Me draws him, and I will raise him up on the last day. John 6:44
Over the years, as I tried to find the answer, God also put it on my heart that the Bible was key to understanding. I had purchased one, at the suggestion of someone, I don’t remember who… but I listened. The Bible is His living Word to us—God-breathed! (2 Timothy 3:16)
Over the years I tried to make sense of the strange, downright weird things I was reading, beginning on page one of Genesis. I had no one to mentor or help answer all the questions that came so I would put the Bible aside, confused and frustrated…and resume my sinful ways with a heart of stone. This cycle continued for several years. He always drew me back to His word.
The fear of the LORD is the beginning of knowledge… (Proverbs 1:7a)
God also put it on my heart that the answer might come through a church, hearing something, anything I might recognize as “truth.” After all, I dealt with facts in my job, such as physics and math, which kept my planes in the air generating lift…so I comprehended the idea of some absolute truth. I just knew I would recognize it when I saw (heard) it!
I attended so many church services, different religious denominations… I would sit alone and literally—incline my ear—listening for “what is truth?”
Incline your ear, and come to me; hear, that your soul may live; and I will make with you an everlasting covenant, my steadfast, sure love for David. Isaiah 55:3
I used to go to the weekday noontime services of a church in downtown ATL, but I could hear nothing above the ambient noise, the constant coughing, the sweet babies crying, as the clergyman’s voice bounced off the stone walls of the cathedral—his words inaudible.
I kept looking…finally finding my way to a little Southern Baptist Church down the street of my seaside community in Florida. I was hoping to be left alone, to not have anyone bother me…I really just wanted to hear and discern truth…
Walking up the steps that Sunday morning I hoped to be invisible; but the people were so kind and welcoming. Hymns were sung. They actually sang every verse—most churches just sang the first and the last…As if trying to get it over with. In those first minutes, I just wanted to get the songs over with and go right to the meat of it…would the pastor say something I might recognize to be truth?
As I would discover during the months ahead, in those hymns, we were actually singing Truth! The hymns are beautiful because they are God’s holy truth, from His Word!
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. (John 1:1)
And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth. (John 1:14)
Psalm 121: I lift up my eyes…