Pilate's Truth

John 18:38
Pilate said unto him, What is truth? And when he had said this, he went out again unto the Jews, and said unto them, I find in him no fault at all.

No matter what comes, the Lord overcomes. He is faithful. He is true. He is willing. And He never fails. He never falters. He never draws back. He never ceases loving. And He always triumphs.

Good is greater. Far greater. Far superior.

There is nothing else. It doesn't matter.

Whatever storm may rage, it doesn't matter. He is good, and He overcomes.


Death, dismemberment, torture, unemployment, homelessness, bereavement, persecution, verbal assault, emotional manipulation, derisive rejection, mockery, treachery, whatsoever there is of darkness as onslaught...He is greater.

It doesn't matter.

Which is why He matters, so much.

Nothing else triumphs all. Nothing else has the power to overcome the deepest darkness of night and animosity. Nothing else and no one else has the ability to overcome even through humble silence.

He went humbly to the cross. He didn't not seek to justify Himself. He allowed His persecutors and His prosecutors to say what they would, without retort. He acknowledged truth, but didn't attempt to rationalize with them. He merely stated truth, briefly, and allowed them to do as they would, with Him.

There is nothing else.

There is no other way.

Recent readings regarded Pilate's potential perusal of truth, per conversation with Christ, but yet He was so self-occupied that He didn't even attempt. Christ acknowledged His kingship and that He stood on behalf of truth, and yet Pilate just turned away, unto mocking even the notion of truth. He could have asked, in truth, rather than rhetorically stating, "What is truth?," without desiring reply.

Would we do the same, who seek Christ? Do we bring our preconceived notions of who He is, and how He is, and what He stands for into contemplation of Him, to such an extent that any further revelation potentially presented by the Holy Spirit through reading of Scripture is passed off as something literary device or merely recursive?

Do we question truth, when we have the opportunity, or do we nod and turn away, back to our own self-contemplation?

I tend to do the latter, for sure. And only by the grace of God will that cease. As He wills, then. I pray that He helps on that count.

He is faithful.