Truth HQ by Tom Wallace - HTML preview

T R U T H H Q

develop gradually?’ she asks. There does not appear to be any sarcasm in the question. I suppose she means – did I always follow an argument to its logical conclusion, no matter how excruciating the process?

‘I suppose… since I was a child,’ I stammer. We leave it at that and go on to sharing a significant event in our life from the past week. I tell her of going down to a river bank on a sunny day and falling asleep amongst long grass. I awaken to a duck that has stumbled on me by accident, with three chicks in tow. They run off as I awake.

Woolly hat girl’s smile becomes even broader, if that were possible.

Note to self: If you have talked yourself into an embarrassing situation, get out of it safely by mentioning baby ducks.

There is a link here though – a possible way out of the conundrum of God’s creation. Waking up suddenly, we see only what is there, before things crash down into the ego-self, stuck in the contingent world of the Many. The One did not BECOME the Many – the One is still here, no matter how inscrutable. That, I think, gives us reason for hope, even whilst it gives us no answers.

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