The Facts Don’t Lie

My daughter is in college and public school for the first time in her life and she’s learning all about people out there. She’s not impressed.

She’s taking this writing class as one of her subjects. A few weeks ago, she got her first essay back and she got a 90% out of 100%. I tell you that, not to brag about my daughter, but to tell you a story about people. So in my daughter’s class, an older woman asked my daughter if she could sit by her. English isn’t this woman’s first language, so she asks my daughter for clarification, when the teacher talks. This older woman had made a point of contacting my daughter after class, the first week of school, and asking if she could sit by her for the whole semester. My daughter, the kind soul she is, said yes.

There is another girl that sits on the other side of this older woman, who she gets help from, besides my daughter. The three of them have gone to the writer’s clinic to get their essays edited. This other girl looked over my daughter’s paper (the one she got a 90% on) and pulled out a sentence, she didn’t like. My daughter asked her why she didn’t like the sentence. The girl said she didn’t know, she just didn’t like it. It was a perfectly good sentence, but the girl just didn’t like it. Alrighty then, that’s helpful. This girl, this sentence hating girl, got a 75% on her essay.

The three of them began to work on their next essay. The older woman kept asking my daughter for help. My daughter was giving her the answers she didn’t want, so she turned to sentence hating girl. This woman turned back to my daughter and said the other girl is a really good writer, that’s why she was going to get help from her. She shouldn’t have gotten a 75% on her essay. The teacher was being unfair.

Sentence hating girl, misses a lot of class because she says she doesn’t like the teacher. The teacher just suggested, last week, that she drop the class. The older woman keeps telling my daughter what an amazing writer, this other girl is. The one that got a 75% on her last essay. The one that has been asked to drop the class. That same one. Despite all the facts, this older woman has decided the girl is a genius at writing. This girl who hasn’t written anything, is a genius at writing.

My daughter and I had a conversation about politics, the other day. I was telling her some of the things Hillary Clinton has done. My daughter wanted to know why people would vote for her, despite all these facts about how bad she is. I compared Hillary to her writing class. This older woman has decided that sentence hating girl is a brilliant writer. No matter what the facts are, this is what she’s decided is her reality. The same goes for people in general. They hear the things Hillary has done, but have decided they will vote for her anyways. It all doesn’t matter. The facts don’t matter.

Isn’t that true of all mankind? The facts don’t matter. Most people wander through life believing what they want to believe and ignoring the facts. We didn’t evolve. We were created by a loving God. However, science books, movies and school all tell people that evolution is real. People can’t change their sex by cutting off body parts or adding them. Transgenderism isn’t real. But we’ve got people doing just that, convinced they are what they “feel.”

The facts are: God does exist, God is real, we are all sinners. (that’s one fact MANY people refuse to believe), Jesus Christ offered his life as a sacrifice for our sins and He rose from the dead. These facts are glaring. But how many times do you see some documentary on how there was no way Jesus Christ could have risen from the dead. The Bible testifies to it. God said it. Jesus Christ predicted it. But no, many people refuse to believe it. They deny the facts of God to believe in their own reality.

As frustrating as it is for my daughter, she’s learning some hard facts about people in general. I hate to see her become hardened, but she’s learning some important lessons. This will be her help in the future, along with God’s guidance and instruction.