Monthly Archives: November 2012

How strange that people seek the god they want and dare to call it “truth.”  “At least,” they will say, “it is the truth for me.”  Perhaps, as Schaeffer suggests, we have Kierkegaard to blame for this; but I suspect that the roots of this loss go much deeper and extend into the Trinitarian bedrock of our natures.  For it is strange, but no longer uncommon, that we hear of what is “true for me” and that each of us has “his own reality.”  And prior to this loss of the objectivity of the True, we had already abandoned objectivity in the realm of the Good, inasmuch as we became “open minded,” “non-judgmental,” and “culturally sensitive” in our acceptance of the relativity of morality.  And it seems that even farther back, we gave up aesthetic objectivity without a fight, without even a sigh, allowing that Beauty is nothing at all, unless it is “in the eye of the beholder.”  But, once again, if I could give the “seeker” the glory of his own search, it would include the great hope that there is Truth, superbly worth seeking precisely because it is not “true for me.”  And at the same time, I would urge the seeker to strive for Goodness, again precisely because it is the value of our wills beyond the paltry creations of cultural normality and individual whim.  And I might even urge the wondering heart to long for Beauty that is beautiful whether I see it or not, whether I hear it or not, whether I feel it or not.