Yesterday I read a bristling article by a Christian blogger/journalist/news figure who proclaimed himself a “professional truth-teller.” He gleefully excoriated another Christian writer as likes and loves poured into his site.
Listen. If a Twitter handle or author bio includes the phrase “professional truth-teller” there is a good chance they are not.
When truth–and we’re talking spiritual truth, here–is detached from grace, the soul of truth dies in the same way that a corpse looks like a human body but is no longer a person. The thing that made it living, active, true, has left, and what remains is an empty husk fit only for the grave.
The same hubris that gives a self-professed truth expert chills when they think of their ice-cold discernment is the very same trait that prevents them from listening well to varying views or offering grace to the broken reed and flickering candle. Their massive platform doesn’t mean they have lots of discernment; it just means their followers have little. Their “truth” has lost its soul of grace. It is dead. Just as faith without works is dead. And because it is dead, it is not really true. Jesus came with both truth and grace. Truth without grace is dead.
A word of advice to Christian leaders: avoid calling yourself a “professional truth sayer.” Actual truth tellers are too busy gaining wisdom from the painful experiences of a gray world and opening their hearts and homes to people outside their caste to bother with such self-congratulatory dairy whip. I suffered for 25 years under a self-proclaimed master of discernment and can count my scars like stars. The world is a beautiful and terrible place, full of paradoxes and mysteries. It calls for wisdom and a great deal of humility.
Truth without grace is dead.