I doubt I’ll find all the words, but it bears sharing. Through growing up, making many friends, later dating, one day marrying, time continued to show aspects of the human condition, honesty being one always on display: that and dishonesty.
This thing called dishonesty pervades throughout the world, even from our youth. I noticed this early on. One sees it when “hanging out” with a friend, then see them change right before your eyes when another person enters the picture. Or a “close” coworker changes when a “different” boss runs the company. One sees it when behaviors change depending upon those around. More recently, watching a friend, who has a long-standing girlfriend, changed when working with a beautiful lady. His behavior altered even with his friends. It seems, a kind of “pride” entered, so his talking changed. But then, I noticed my own noticing.
Perhaps, this is a difficulty with all, or most, relationships between men and women, more so when they’re dating or newly married. I asked a friend once, if all men and women would just be themselves, be honest through and through, wouldn’t that save much of the later arguments and problems when they get married. She said, if people did that, they would never get married. I later asked a relative the same question with the same answer following. That made me think.
It seems, all, or most, of life is a stage. We’re all actors, putting on one face in front of some people, but a different face with those we wish to be friends or those we wish to be intimate. It seems like, in our DNA so to speak, we alter depending upon the circumstances. The question is the answer. We “hide” something from people, depending upon who they are. The question is “why?” Perhaps, we have grown up noticing a certain way of life and adapted accordingly. But perhaps, it’s also “in us” to not remain firm in principle. Or is it a choice we make? And to what end? To what purpose?
Sometimes, I think of an older relative, a few years gone now, and his wife of over 60 years. It always does my heart good when I remember them. They were as best friends. They probably knew more about each other than anyone else. They could speak frankly. They’ve been through everything life has to offer: the ups and downs. And through it all, I saw honesty. I suppose, as in many of relationships, time tells all.
Another friend, who has now been married for about twenty years, also is a breath of fresh air. Sometimes people think they’re arguing. Yes, they are. But that’s how they are together. They both speak their minds. They’re like best friends who got married. He will do anything for her, but he’ll put his foot down if he disagrees. She as well. But both are in the marriage forever. As such, both will admit being wrong when they are. Not perfect. But best friends in marriage. And when things have been more difficult, they prayed together.
All the problems in the world comes from each person’s dishonesty. It’s in relationships. It’s in families. It’s in the neighborhood. It causes us to make the decisions we make. And when we wonder why things keep going wrong, the real question is what are you hoping for, why are you hoping for that, and are you honest in your intentions and speak? Another way to look at this is if every thought and intention you had was displayed as a bubble above your head, as in cartoon strips, would you dare leave the house? If, wherever you went, whoever was around, if your thoughts and intentions, feelings and angers, were displayed in that bubble so everyone could see it, would you dare go outside? That’s the measure. And that tells the tale.
Thankfully, we don’t have that bubble above our heads, but we can realize our own dishonesty, not hide from it, and then do our best not to make money or anything else more important than principle. One day at a time. As best we can. Perhaps in prayer.
