Oh, what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive...

Ever get caught in a lie? Ever get caught in a big nasty lie? You know one of those ones where you stacked lie upon, lie upon, upon lie and so forth? Ever told a lie so many times you believed it? Ever told a lie so many times you believed it, then found out it was a lie and couldn't believe it?

Amazing how certain circumstances bring you to a place where you realize you've been lying to yourself. Lying to yourself about the way a number of things have come to be, possibly your way of life. Maybe lying to yourself caused you to feel better about something in the past that it seemed alright for a season. Maybe it lifted you to the point that you didn't want to go back to knowing the truth. Is it wrong to tell these kinds of lies to yourself? Is it wrong to tell people the same lies? Is it wrong even though you have reached the point that you believe them to be true and you don't even realize you are telling lies?

Does it really hurt anyone if you've made something up about your past to cover something that hurts you to remember? Have you ever told a lie to make your situation look worse? Made it seem like you've overcome adversity that you've never faced? Can you grow from false experiences? Can you make yourself a better person based on the lies you've told yourself? Is it possible?

Have you ever told someone a lie to make them feel better? Ever told someone a lie so you would avoid having to talk about something? Have you ever told someone you were "fine" because it seems like the right thing to do, when really nothing is "fine"? Is this wrong? I mean, is it really wrong to build someone up with a lie when they really don't want the truth?

"Oh, what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive." ~ Sir Walter Scott