I have lied in my life. I don't like this fact, but I'm being honest. Not big lies, small ones. This doesn't make me a lier or dishonest, or untrustworthy. It makes me flawed and weak.
I know people close to home, who I know well, who have lied, who I trust and believe in, who I forgive and they forgive me.
Lying is more than "saying" this is an apple when it's an orange, or even hiding your feelings out of masculine shame, which I'm guilty of.
Disloyalty is a lie, thinking you are pure when you are not Holy is a lie, snooping on your friends is a lie, doing things behind their back is a lie, being friends with liers, bullies, narcissists and fake people is a lie, not stating your honest inner thoughts is a lie, not saying the truth is a lie, not believing in the Truth is a lie.
If I'm guilty of lying I'm saying this apple is an orange, but that's where it ends, inside I'm honest and truthful with myself and others. I'm trustworthy, I'm not a snake or a wolf in sheep's clothing.
There are many shades of grey. Not everything is black and white.
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