The last time I lied to someone on this planet, I think I was in middle school (35 years ago maybe … sorry I really don’t know how old I am) [After 30, my counting clock stopped. I am going to live until at least 175, so who cares!].
Anyways. I lied to my Dad. You see, one day before going to school, my Dad asked me if I had lunch money (he never asked me that before, ever!), I said no. But my Mom had already given me money that day. So I took my Mom’s money and His money. I think I was the richest school lunch kid that day. Man! .. I ate a lot of goodies that day!
To get to my point: The other day I was trying to help someone stay focused on their new path, their new journey that they were living [they were going sort of off track]. It got to a point that it was starting to get a little hard. So.. for some DE-JA-VU unknown reason, my little head decided to make up a little lie. To see if I could push them back into their tracks.
And the worst part of the lie was that while the lie was pushing them back into their tracks, the lie was pushing my character over the cliff.
FRIENDS: ever since I can remember, I don’t like it when people lie to me. And because of that, I don’t lie to anyone. Absolutely no one. I don’t like it. I simply don’t do it. And is not just that I don’t like it, but it is also that my body, my mind, my heart, and my soul were designed for that.
Afterwards, I felt horrible!. I still feel horrible!.
SO WHAT DID I LEARN? I learned that:
Since a lie can never straighten a liar, nor can you expect a lie to unbend someone’s life.
In other words, a lie can never make a wrong right. Ever!
I learned my lesson. I will never ever do that again.