The Art of Aliases

inspired by a true story –

It’s a beautiful, cool and clear Tuesday morning and reverence is abounding. Everything is so still. The leaves hang in solitude as the flowers stand quietly at in observance. I sit and wonder, why do God’s creations try to deceive the very framework of which love is conceived?

God, our creator, did not make us something we are not. My heart saddens for those who believe living fictitiously will crown them glory. Does their world spin differently… like more in their favor? God is aware they are the same today as they were long ago except their integrity is exceedingly soured. Hiding from the truth will not grant them amnesty.

Walk away, ashamed of those who portray to be forthright. They linger in the night pretending to hide from reality. Aliases won’t change their identity even if hiding in a church choir or singing among the congregation.

Do we ever totally get to know those we are supposed to be so close to? I wonder… like boxes quietly sitting upon a shelf waiting, the truth well-hidden, will come out eventually. As though it was Christmas with surprises neatly wrapped, the facts are to be revealed.

God forgive the innocent, the ones of integrity that say, “I do”…. the one that gives their heart, committed to a vow that’s broken in the dark. So many disgruntled feelings blossom in the sun giving light to the problems, as skeletons hide behind the closet.

Not alone, it’s a sad fact the blame changes hands and followers remain confused from their intentions. Walking away, while waiting on an answer, it will all be in God’s timing. The clichés are too numerous to mention. Words spread like wildfire; the wrath is upon the guilty. Defending themselves, though not an option, God will protect those of innocent integrity.

How dare they take a name in vain, one who once vowed under God? They will only be persecuted by the destruction of their fame. Serenity bows through the valley as only God anoints the dearly beloved. But where’s the righteousness of men who seek to damage the weakened hearts? I sympathize with the involuntary souls raked across the cinders. Their mercy is short-changed but the rewards of those guilty will cost them dearly.

The sun has risen; it’s a new day and God anoints the born again. May we stay in prayer as we observe the maneuvers of many who think the laws are only for the meek. Convinced their lifestyle is permissible, acquaintances, in awe, stare from a distance. In despair, we ask if we can help them, but sadly the reply is, “No, I am fine”, unaware of the wake of harm behind them. And God sits quietly knowing – shaking his head. They are only creating their own hell to share before the feet of God.


The people we surround ourselves with either raise or lower our standards.  They either help us to become the-best-version-of-ourselves or encourage us to become lesser versions of ourselves.  We become like our friends.  No man becomes great on his own.  No woman becomes great on her own.  The people around them help to make them great.

We all need people in our lives who raise our standards, remind us of our essential purpose and challenge us to become the-best-version-of-ourselves.

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“Furthermore, liars will be among those judged in the end” (Revelation 21:8).

“Lying lips are an abomination to the Lord, but those who act faithfully are his delight”  (Proverbs 12:22)

“Truthful lips endure forever, but a lying tongue is but for a moment” (Proverbs 12:19)

“The righteous hates falsehood, but the wicked brings shame and disgrace” (Proverbs 13:5)

“Would not God discover this? For he knows the secrets of the heart” (Psalms 44:21)