Statesboro, GA, USA
I don't know If I'm getting across to you what I'm attempting to. But if I may use three literary examples to illustrate the kind of feeling I get when I think of the difference, and yet the undeniable likeness between truth and a lie. If I can't explain it to your head (probably because I can't explain to mine either, exactly) perhaps I can convey it to your heart.
The woman said to the serpent, "We may eat from the trees in the garden, but God did say, 'You must not eat from the tree that is in the middle of the garden, and you must not touch it, or you will die'.
"You will not surely die," the serpent said to the woman. "For God knows that when you eat of it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil".
When the woman saw that the fruit of the tree was good for food and pleasing to the eye, and also desirable for gaining wisdom, she took some and ate it. She also gave some to her husband who was with her, and he ate it. Then the eyes of both of them were opened and they realized they were naked; so they sewed fig leves together and made coverings for themselves" (Genesis 3:2-7, emphasis mine)
... I found that the very commandment that intended to bring life actually brought death. For sin, seizing the opportunity afforded by the commandment, deceived me, and through the commandment put me to death. Did that which is good, then, become death to me? By no means! But in order that sin might be recognized as sin, it produced death in me through what was good, so that through the commandment sin might become utterly sinful. (Romans 7:10-3, emphasis mine)
"I am fond of cricket, and am president of a certain club. I invariably attend the matches unless the house happens to be on fire. I have enough of the sporting instinct to be able to take defeat cheerfully- if the defeat falls within certain limits. It must not be so crushing as to be a positive humiliation, nor must it be by so fine a margin as to constitute itself a tantalization. Of the two I prefer the latter ... To be beaten by a hundred runs is bad, but bearable; to be beaten by an innings and a hundred runs is humiliating and horrible; to be beaten by a single run is exasperating and intolerable (F.W. Boreham, Mushrooms on the Moor)
I know that the contexts of these passages are somewhat different than what we're discussing. But there is a common principle. In the first example, the forbidden fruit did produce a result exactly as promised, but far different than what was expected. In the second example, sin took something good and excellent, the very commandment of God, and produced death with it. In the third example, losing a game of cricket was most unbearable when it was the closest to winning. We can all relate to these feelings.
Whenever we are lied to, or deceived, these very same motifs are involved, and produce those strange emotions that follow.
[This message has been edited by Stephanos (05-15-2005 06:01 PM).]