We all know about how Satan lies to us to get us away from God. We all think this is horrible and dispise the enemy for it. Why, then, do we find it acceptable to lie ourselves? Our lies, no matterr how “small,” no matter what the reason, have us turning our backs on God and those in our lives and sprinting in the direction of darkness.
Psalm 101:7 tells us that “No one who practices deceit shall dwell in my house; no one who utters lies shall continue before my eyes.” God hating lies is not a new thing! He knows that the enemy lies to us, he even told us he is “the father of all lies” and that he is telling us that lieing is alright. And we’ve all fallen for it. Not one of us can say we haven’t lied. I’d be willing to bet most of us couldn’t say that we haven’t lied TODAY. The thing I wonder, though, is WHY do we lie when we know God hates it?
We may think that by lieing, we are protecting people. We don’t want to hurt them, so we tell them what we think they want to hear or what we deem necessary. I guess I shouldn’t say that those are the only reasons, or that everyone lies for these reasons, but those are the reasons that I allowed Satan to convince me were ok.
For my own sake, and the others involved, I won’t reveal the lie here, but I can say that it was something that would have been easier to deal with had I come clean the first time. I told the lie because I had convinced myself that the other person couldn’t handle the truth, that this person would view me differently. Satan told me these motives we nobel, and I bought it. But each time I kept the lie going I felt more and more empty inside. It was eating at me. My lie was driving a wedge between myself and the other person. I couldn’t understand why I felt so empty though, I mean, I had confessed my lie to God, so why didn’t I feel better? I was empty and confused, and the whole time I was being eaten away by this lie. I didn’t know it, but the other person knew I was lieing the whole time.
Finally, I reached a breaking point. I couldn’t take it anymore, I had to fess up. So I did, I confessed, and here’s the funny part…I didn’t feel too good about it, and it did hurt the other person, maybe even more so now because now I had to backtrack and correct the lies that kept the lie going. Even though it hurt, we both knew that “the truth had set us free.” With work and God’s help, our relationship will get better…better than before the lie even, and I will not be making that mistake again! Thank God that is forgiveness is never ending!
Is there something you’ve been holding in? You owe it to yourself, the others involved, and to God to LET IT OUT AND LET THE HEALING BEGIN!
