After deconstructing our springs and frames, our trampolines and the bruises we suffer when we land on something inflexible, we’ve seemed to arrive at a classic question: ‘What is truth?’

I grew up in your standard Christian home. Sunday School, youth choir, VBS, camp, blah, blah, blah. Good parents, good Biblical teaching. But then I went off to my first 2 years of college and took classes in psychology, anthropology, biology, philosophy, etc., with no ‘Christian’ professors. I was exposed to all sorts of new ideas and thoughts proposed as ‘truth’. I was taught, rightly so, that Christianity was true. But I was also taught that there is no truth outside the Bible.

So now I’m faced with a dilemma: believe the truth i was learning in college or believe the Bible. I could have ‘intellectual honesty’ or ‘truth’. Many of my friends in the same boat simply walked away from their faith.

(How many people do you know who were raised in a religious and/or Christian environment only to walk away from it in their late teens/early twenties?)

The problem was that I was experiencing truth in all sorts of new ways. And some of these ways didn’t fit inside the box of my religious experience. My box was getting blown apart, and the faith I grew up with didn’t have room to handle what i was being taught.

Intellectual honesty or Jesus? I was told to choose.

But it isn’t really a choice, because Jesus said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life.” If you come across truth in any form, it isn’t outside your faith as a Christian, because it comes from your God. To be a Christian is to champion truth wherever you find it. Wherever we find it, we find Christ. Sometimes it’s in the Republican party. Sometimes not. Sometimes it’s at Starbucks or Target. Sometimes the beach, the giggle of my toddler, or a lonely fishing trip.

Jesus doesn’t point to the truth. He is the truth. He spoke it. He lived it. By His essence, He showed us Truth. When anything outside of my comfortable realm of experience reflects a nugget of truth…that’s it.

I’m sure there are others of you that have had the same experiences I’ve had. In what unlikely places have you noticed the truth of Christ? Have there been times/places when God’s truth spoke in a way you didn’t expect?

Whatever is true, good, honorable, excellent, praiseworthy, beautiful…recognize it as God’s story. And our story as well. Wherever you find those things, you find God.