So, one more historic figure has gone down in a ball of flames. He is not the first super powerful, highly visible, “very important person” to fall, and he wont be the last. The thing I wonder is why he didn’t have someone in his life who would tell him the truth. All it might have taken was one friend to say, “Joe, you are not doing the right thing. You must do what is right.”
I think it is pretty sad really, not it a pathetic way, but in a sorrowful way. You would think that he would have someone in his life to keep him honest, to be brutally honest, to tell him the hard things he doesn’t want to hear. He could have even paid someone to do it.
Maybe there is a new career field in being a professional truth teller. If anyone out there wants to hire me, I will hang out with you, and when you are about to do something foolish, I will let you know. I will be the one who tells you your pants make your butt look big, your song or joke stinks, and your baby is ugly (ok, so maybe not that last one, I would use the word “miracle” instead). As a bonus, I have excellent grammar and spelling skills, some would call them “mad skills”. I would throw those in at no charge.
“What about you, Dave,” you ask, "who is keeping you honest?"
My wife is pretty good at letting me know when my clothes don’t fit. My daughter lets me know when my jokes aren’t funny and my songs are off key. All of our babies were super cute so no need for the “miracle baby” here. I am the “Grammar Hammer” as well.
I would like to think my friends would let me know when I am doing something stupid. What I wonder is, do they know they have permission to speak the truth to me? I would like to think the answer is yes, but I am the wrong person to ask. So if you see one of my friends around, ask them for me, and then let me know what they say.
Better is open rebuke than love that is concealed. Faithful are the wounds of a friend, but deceitful are the kisses of an enemy.Proverbs 27:5-6 (NASB)
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