These days it has become popular to attach a possessive adjective to the word truth. One says, You’ve just got to live your truth , while another says, That may be right for you to believe, but this is my truth. Your truth? My truth? What ever happened to the truth? How I miss the indefinite article rather than the possessive adjective! In his wonderful book The Thrill of Orthodoxy, Trevin Wax compared this way of thinking to the weather. “You may love the plentiful sunshine of a cloudless morning in late spring, or the gentle fall of snowflakes on a winter night. You may have your preferences, but you don't say my weather and your weather, because you're not in control. It's something that's there, something that happens, to which you must adapt.” If we want sunshine and are dealt rain, we fool ourselves if we simply declare, “Well, my weather is sunshine!” That person would not be taken seriously. No one would be asked to play along, pretending
Tommy Mann
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