Truth

As one who values the art of wordcraft, I think that truth is something that must be welded with great care and finesse so as not to misconstrue its core, but to also be presented with love and great compassion. The latter two are integral to the delivery of truth so as not to damage the heart or spirit of the one to whom truth is being spoken. Selecting the right words with care and precision is so very important for the same reason. If we speak in haste, we risk the chance of being terribly misunderstood, and the heart of the matter ends up lost in the midst of hurt and anger because words were not chosen carefully. However, it does seem absolute that whether wrapped in the loveliest of words or not, truth must be spoken.

The thing about truth is that it isn't always pretty. No matter that the core of truth may be surrounded in encouragement and edification, often, that center issue is so painful that all the rest simply falls to the wayside. Hurting someone appears to simply be a risk that one must be willing to take in order to speak the truth though. It is never the intent to cause pain or anger, but the truth is very often hard to hear, and even harder to accept. This seems to be where truth gets clouded...so as not to offend anyone or to step on toes, people muddle the truth to make it seem more pleasant. That, in my mind, is really unfair to all involved parties though. How is change and growth possible if the truth is never brought to the surface? How can relationships progress if the people involved are not honest and forthcoming with one another? How can we achieve greatness if we fear addressing the truth about ourselves?