tales2apoint

…stories and poetry to touch, teach, & turn the heart toward truth.


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The Acceptors: Contradiction

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Does ultimate truth exist?

Who would be qualified to determine its existence?

If it does exist, how do we know?

If it does not exist, how do we know?

If we do not know, why would we claim one view over another?

If we don’t claim a view, are we really exempt from decision?

If ultimate truth—or any truth—exists, would it not necessitate a response?

If you were convinced that ultimate truth exists, would you be willing to respond to it as supreme?

What of its author?

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The Pull Switch

Shuffling sideways, you slip silently between the wall and the refrigerator into a small room you never guessed was there. Reaching out by memory, you find a naked light hanging down, down from the twelve foot ceiling. Beside the socket—-where many a bulb has hung before—-there dangles a small pull switch.

Dirtied with grime by literal hands of time, this small switch holds a story all its own. How many fingers have reached up and blindly pulled it? How many eyes have been illuminated by the sudden light? How many stories could each hand tell, if hands could speak rather than touch?

Even here, the truths of history are whispered. Life is so much more than just right now. How we came to where we are speaks of where we are going. What we do with our lives will be remembered into the future. Not even the pull of a small bell-shaped light switch can escape the consequences of time.


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Stop Asking and Just Ask

How can you seek forgiveness,

If you don’t know who you’ve wronged?

How can you seek salvation,

If you don’t know you’re inĀ danger?

How can you be unhappy,

If all you’ve sought is happiness?

How can you feel empty,

If you’re always filling up your heart?

How can you find fulfillment,

If nothing you’ve tried can satisfy?

How can you find the answers,

If you haven’t asked the questions?

How can you ask the questions,

If you don’t want to hear the answers?

How can you find God,

If you endlessly avoid His beckoning?

How long will you wait?

If you want to find God’sĀ grace,

Why don’t you just ask?