A confession of confusion over truth (and my excuses)

Oh, Lord, 

What is true anymore? It’s hard to tell.

I can make entire worlds out of what makes me comfortable and justified,

instead of what is actually true.

What you call true.

I make excuses for taking the easiest path, for the sins I commit and the sins I explain away.

Show me where I listen to voices that speak lies.

Forgive me for my willful ignorance. You are Truth.

I look down on people for their sins while ignoring my own.

Forgive me for my pride. You are the Way.

Show me where I elevate my desires over your will and change me.

I labor to build my own kingdoms and elevate my own popularity.

Forgive me for my ambition. You are the Life.

Show me where I deviate from the life you’ve laid out for me.

Disrobe my deceptions and excuses.

Reveal my insecurities.

I want to lean into you–

into all of you–

all that you require of me and all that you want to forgive,

if I’ll just admit what’s actually true in my heart and mind.

Lay bare my defenses.

I will confess it all.

In Jesus’ name, 

Amen.

“Surely you desire truth in the inmost parts; you teach me wisdom in the inmost place. Cleanse me with the hyssop, and I will be clean. Wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.” (Psalm 51:6-7)