A Relative Mess

If three is now two,
and twelve is now four.
Could you be certain
that nine is not more?
Many will call things
whatever they wish.
But that still won’t ever
make a bear be a fish.

You’re probably thinking,
“This poem is absurd!”
This just might be close
to the craziest I’ve heard!
But there is a movement
that makes this seem sane.
A movement that’s spreading
like wind-driven rain.

You see, right is called wrong
and wrong is called right.
What was hidden in darkness
is now done in daylight.
I have my freedom,
I can do what I choose!
Are words that are spoken,
not knowing what we lose.

When freedom of choice
means I am in charge.
It isn’t long
before my problems get large.
If I set the standard
between right and wrong.
The lines become blurred
and it doesn’t take long.

No, three is not two
and twelve is not four.
For truth is still truth,
right down to the core.
The choice that we have,
is in who we believe.
The One who is Truth,
or the one who deceives.

When we use our freedom
to choose what is right.
We find ourselves living
in freedom’s true light.
So choose now today,
to cling to God’s Word.
Choose right over wrong
and truth will be heard!

© 2017 by Tom Lemler

As I was cleaning this morning, my eyes rested on some of the alphabet and number charts on the classroom walls.  Even as our culture moves further and further away from absolutes in the way we do life, and even within many aspects of our educational systems, there are still some basics that we hold onto — at least for now.  You know what this paragraph says, even if its meaning is unclear to some, because we agree on what these symbols I’m typing mean.  Anyone who knows the English language can read this and come away with at least a basic understanding of what I hope to convey, simply because the letters and words mean the same thing to each of us. 

Anyhow, the absolutes of our “A B C’s and 1 2 3’s” began to put this poem in my mind as I thought about the chaos that would exist if we could each make up a value that we wanted to for each symbol.  The bigger problem is, we’ve had a tendency to do that within our culture when it comes to a belief that truth is somehow relative — that what you accept as true can be just as true as what I accept as true even if they are completely in disagreement with each other.  No wonder there is so much chaos in the world today.  When our freedom of choice results in our choosing to make our self god by who we put in charge, we actually lose everything that is good and right.  I pray that you and I reject this “relative mess” and cling to the truth of God’s Word as good and absolute in everything. 

In prayer,


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