What Happens to the Lie?

 

The time came when he could no longer lie. He was a thief. Maybe you are too. He confessed. He told on his cohorts. He would no longer hide the truth. It came out of him like floodgates had been opened and he let it. Suddenly the facts mattered more than the fiction of his entire life, the trying to make something that is not, is. Only God can do that, yet man tries over and over again. He spoke. His friends were appalled. His enemies gloated, though they were guilty too. He told everyone what they had planned, the theft of us all, our very souls. Nevermind the wealth. True wealth is breath in our lungs. He was certain that now he would not even have that. But. He drew a deep breath and his friends drew back from him and left him alone. The truth had defended him, though moments before he had not imagined it would.