No More Lies

At our last prayer group meeting, we were talking about lying.  Lying = untruth  We wondered if Jesus ever lied.  We guessed not.  Then we reflected on the times we have told lies.

One of our members told us a story.  He said that in his early twenties, he made a conscious decision not to lie.  He was dating many girls at once.  He told so many that he loved them, that he couldn't keep who was who straight.  "I love you.  What's your name, again?"
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There came a time when he became disgusted with himself.  He decided that he wanted to change his life and become a different person.  He wanted to be a respected, honest, upright man.  It was a conscious decision.  From then on, he has always tried to be honest with everyone.

I had noticed that he reflects before he talks.  He is not one to jump into a conversation.  And when you ask him a question, you can see him think before he responds.  (I need to learn that.)

I'll promise myself that from now on, I'll be honest with everyone.  I hope this promise doesn't go the way of my other promises: lose weight, exercise more, save money, etc.  As always, I know I can't do this alone.  I'll need God's help.  After all, keeping promises is trying to be perfect like my heavenly father is perfect

Lies

Define a lie. Would it be something completely false? Is it not a lie if just a bit of it were false? What about manipulation? Is manipulating the information so that the entire story isn't heard, but only some parts that suit your agenda, would that be a lie?

I'm talking about the newspapers who reported that the Walk for Life was getting smaller, probably because the marchers were getting too old to walk. Where were these commentators?

I ask if they were even at the same March for Life, that I was. Granted this was my first march, but I heard the comments when I couldn't find a seat for Mass. People said they had never seen it this crowded. No standing room!

I also heard that the kids that were there, and supposedly there weren't that many, were there only because they were given the day off from school. How quickly we forget! Kids are kids. What did you do when you had a day off? I remember being in high school when Pope John XXIII died. We had the day off to go to Mass and pray for the repose of the soul of the Holy Father.

Know what we did?

Maria and I spent the day at the beach. :-(

We had so many kids on our bus, I felt like a chaperon. See the picture of my bus. So many people wanted to go that we had a "Waiting List."

Don't believe what you read. And none of what you hear.