FREEWILL FRIDAY (THE CALL IS COMING FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE)
I think we’ve confused the structure for the point.
Church. Prayer. Bible study. Worship nights. Devotionals. Somewhere along the way, the systems became the destination instead of the thing that was supposed to point us inward.
And I know that sounds dangerous to say out loud. Which is exactly why I’m saying it.
Is truth is relative? It’s the question that has lodged itself in my brain like a splinter. Because the immediate church answer is no. Truth is absolute. Truth is the Word of God. Truth does not bend. End of story. Cue the worship pad softly playing in the background.
Except real people complicate that answer immediately.
Because if two people can open the exact same Bible, in the exact same translation, and read the exact same passage, they will still walk away carrying different revelations from it. Not because truth itself changed, but because people are not robots. We bring our experiences into the reading. Our grief. Our longing. Our disappointments. Our hope. Our fears. The posture of our heart changes how we receive what’s in front of us.
That’s not weakness.
That’s humanity.
I think people are exhausted from pretending otherwise. Exhausted from acting like every spiritual journey should look identical. Same language. Same revelations. Same polished testimony wrapped up with a nice little bow so everyone can clap at the end and say wow look at God.
Meanwhile half the room is silently wondering why their experience with God feels nothing like the brochure.
News FLASH – no two people are going to arrive the same way.
Not spiritually.
Not emotionally.
Not creatively.
Not relationally.
Human beings are layered. We are shaped by wildly different experiences, families, losses, questions, desires, environments, and inner callings. So the idea that every person should follow the exact same pathway toward truth has never made sense to me.
What makes sense to me is intention.
Attention.
Awareness.
That’s where church, prayer, scripture, worship, all of it actually matters. Not as the final answer. Not as proof that someone is spiritually superior. But as interruptions to our normal rhythm long enough for us to stop and pay attention to what’s happening inside of us. But!!! We have to define it for ourselves. What ever you want church to be.. make it that. How you think “worship” should be… let it be…
That’s the point.
Not performance.
Not control.
Not producing carbon copies of people who all sound spiritually acceptable in exactly the same way.
I think the real purpose of those structures was always to help people hear the call already sitting quietly underneath all the noise.
And that noise is loud.
Expectation is loud.
Religious performance is loud.
Fear is loud.
The pressure to fit inside someone else’s framework for what growth is supposed to look like is loud.
So yes, I think truth becomes relative to the individual experience of the person encountering it. Not weaker. Not less meaningful. More intimate. More alive. More connected to the actual human being standing in front of it.
Because truth without personal connection just becomes information.
And information alone has never transformed anybody.
That’s why the “Fixing a Hole” idea keeps rattling around in my head. Not because wandering is bad, but because so many people have spent years letting outside noise drip into their thinking until they can no longer hear themselves clearly. We patch over the cracks with routines, language, image management, and performance while quietly losing touch with our own intuition.
Then we call that maturity.
Which is fascinating, honestly.
Because some of the most spiritually aware people I know no longer sound polished at all. They sound honest. Curious. Present. They ask questions. They sit in tension. They stop pretending certainty is the same thing as wisdom.
And maybe that’s where I’ve landed.
Not in rebellion.
Not in abandoning faith.
Just in refusing to hand my entire inner world over to somebody else’s interpretation of what my relationship with God is supposed to look like.
The point is that it’s the intention of our heart. It’s the desire to want to be seeking what our truth is and how we relate to it and what God says he has for our lives. So in no way can truth be relative if there’s 8 billion people on the Earth and all of us have unique experiences and interactions with God. No one is the same – no experience will be duplicated. Just like fingerprints the experiences we have with creation and the calling of our souls to commune with creation is like a fingerprint – the pathway to get there, and the truth being relative to us is going to be so unique and defined that you could identify us exactly by that pathway and how we got there.
No one else will arrive exactly the way you do.
That’s not failure.
That’s the design.
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Honestly, Sandie 
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