Honesty of all sorts is important, but honesty with ourselves is foundational. With everything that was in me, I resisted the notion that I had nicotine addiction. Everybody else had a problem with my smoking, not me. But when I finally faced the painful truth, I began the journey to freedom, from not merely smoking, but from all the underlying bondage that had caused me to stuff my feelings.
The same thing happened when I acknowledged that my relationship with God was in need of correction. Sure, my whole life was a mess, but that had to be God’s fault, right? I had to own up to the fact that God did not fail me; I had failed myself. I had to be open and receptive to His way. What power comes from honesty! I used to be afraid of truth, but truth is becoming my friend.
One day at a time...
Today I will not let myself hide
from truth simply to be comfortable;
I will use truth as a tool for freedom.