Truth—the open door

While our back porch was being rebuilt and before the door was back in place, a robin flew in. He desperately tried to get out through the closed windows, repeatedly flying at them and then falling to the floor. I thought, Surely he will see that open doorway and fly out. But he didn't.

I finally went out to see if I could help direct him. The closer I got, the more frantic he became. Then, hopping away from me, all at once he saw the opening, hopped out, and flew away, free. You know, that little bird thought there was only one way to escape, a way that for some reason didn't work for him. But when he was led to see there was another way out, freedom came.

Do we ever believe ourselves to be trapped? Do we think there is only one way out of a predicament involving immorality, sickness, or some other burdening problem and then find that this course doesn't work? We may be clinging to an old, limited concept of how to find freedom. But there is a way out. There is an open door. And that door is Truth.

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Is honesty the best policy?
April 16, 1984

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