“You’re sure this bracelet is yours?”
I nodded my thirteen year old head and stared my teacher in the eyes.
Mrs. Rabbit* put one hand on her hip and shook the other hand so the sparkly charms swayed in front of my face.
“Yet Shelley was wearing one just like this this morning…”
I nodded my head but this time a little less vehemently.
You see…the bracelet wasn’t mine.
I found it on the floor of the bathroom.
But I wanted it to be mine.
In this case, I coveted the item and that’s why I lied.
Being truthful is not easy.
We lie to protect ourselves and others.
We lie because we want more or we want to do less.
We lie because we covet what others have.
We lie because we are afraid of the consequences for our poor decisions.
Everyone does it.
No big deal.
The media does it.
So do our politicians.
Sometimes it seems better for a boyfriend to tell his girlfriend a lie instead of the truth.
This world is full of half lies and broken hearts.
No wonder it is so hard to find some truth.
But that’s what I hope to do.
Join me next week when we look at what lies do to us.
Can you think of your very first “untruth”? Were you caught? Join in the conversation and share with me.
*The names of the innocent were changed to protect their identity.