Duality

I am obsessed with being true to myself. Authenticity is my watchword; the standard by which I measure every action and choice. Yet, if as the Scripture contends, I am by my very nature a sinner, then by simply being authentic in this manner I can never attain anything more than the rank of a common wrech.



If only it were that simply--prolific baseness or unattainable glory, yet the Scripture also contends that I have another nature, or more accurately, purpose that pierces through me like a steady steam of sunlight through a window pane heating it with its refractive touch. Consequently, the only authentic act is to become totally translucent and clear myself of anything that would obscure or diminish the light.



Which is the truth and which is the lie? For which would I be wasting myself in a pointless pursuit that was either too far beneath me or too far above me? Which is the true hope and which is the false one?