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I sometimes wonder why others don’t see it or feel it. Life is sad. People are hurting. Why aren’t more people sad? But sadness doesn’t sell well, and it doesn’t seem to preach well either. But it’s there. It’s there in our families and ministries. It’s there in our churches and friendships. ~ Jonathan Trotter
I stared at the screen, smarting at the editorial suggestion: “I am not sure about these details. People who don’t know the whole story may wonder what you did wrong to experience these things.”
To tell the truth means to tell it naked, the story unprotected by modesty’s embellishments. I had described uncomfortable truths about the Christian dating scene, and my editor sent reality back. It wouldn’t sell. It may not even be believed.
The preferred narrative is positive. God doesn’t lead people into pain.
So I took out lines to blur the story, allowing the imagination to smudge hard facts. Things may be bad, but we don't have to know they are that bad.
Isn’t this how we live -- dressing up our realities and not naming the evil we co-exist with every day?