They Say, “Confession is good for the soul.”
Others say, “Speaking truth is our moral duty.”
I say, most people have been in a situation when being honest turned into bending the truth. I’m not a supporter of people who tell bold-faced lies, there is no excuse for lying. When I speak about bending the truth I mean trying to spare a person pain. But is hiding information from an individual in their best interest not to know the truth, despite the discomfort that reality will caused them.
Wasn’t there a game show in the 70’s or 80’s called “Truth or Consequence?”
When we are sworn into a court of law, we swear to “tell the truth and nothing but the truth.” Parents teach their children to be honest, no matter what the situation, they must tell the truth. While in the process of development a relationship whether imitate or a friendship, we hold others to be trustworthy. Yet, in many of these scenarios there may be a breach of trust because the truth is hidden behind little while lies.
What say you?
I challenge you to speak the truth
First, I find the games that adult play while dating offensive and mentally exhausting. Making matters worse, some of the suggestions from proclaimed dating and match making experts; focus mostly on women than men. For example, women are advised to make a special effort to look their best at all times, REALLY!
Second, some experts suggests dating a lot this includes having a profile on at least two dating sites. Their theory is that it’s a waste to spend too much time and energy into one person at a time. They say this is the best way to find “the one.”
Third, be willing to visit all the places you enjoy to attract a compatible mate, living in New York City who has time to do more running around.
Here’s what I have to say,
My idea of date is this, boy meets girl, they go out have fun, then boy leaves girl at her front door by being a gentlemen and say ” Good Night.” This should happen until Mr. Wonderful understands that I have standards and I am serious about an old fashion hands off courtship. I know what your thinking, yeah in my dreams. Well, a girl can hope.
What say you?’
Question the beauty of the earth, question the beauty of the sea, question the beauty of the air, amply spread around everywhere, question the beauty of the sky, question the serried ranks of the stars, question the sun making the day glorious with its bright beams, question the moon tempering the darkness of the following night with its shining rays, question the animals that move in the waters, that amble about on dry land, that fly in the air, their souls hidden,their bodies evident. They all answer you, ‘ Here we are, look we’re beautiful.’
Their beauty id their confession-St. Augustine