“I suppose there are two views about everything,” said Mark.
“Eh? Two views? There are a dozen views about everything until you know the answer. Then there’s never more than one.” The Hideous Strength
Constant Truth is often so simple, and always is immutable
But if one can’t have his own way, he can’t be indisputable
Cognitive dissonance, is said to claim the blame
Seeing truth and knowing, but remaining with no change.
One says opinion, another claims it’s lies
Truth is steadfast, remains anchored strong
It’s as plain as looking, in the apple of My eyes
You are so determined, to be so very wrong.
If He should appear precisely to me
I surely would believe
Even better if He appeared,
Quite out of the blue,
Many times that I could be sure.
I would I swear and true.
The doubting disciple did heed
He was shown,
He did believe
A disciple received
What he could see
If only it could be,
But alas it was not me.
If He appeared and you perceived,
True you would for a time believe
Perhaps an hour, a day or month, no more.
Finally convincing yourself a spore
you ate must have been sour,
At best an apparition or false ocular power,
Questioned manifestation turns belief quite dour
Blessed are those who believe yet had not to implore,
Savoring much more than to seek a peek one mere hour.
Then he said to Thomas, “Put your finger here; see my hands. Reach out your hand and put it into my side. Stop doubting and believe.” John 20:27
Thomas said to him, “My Lord and my God!” :28
Then Jesus told him, “Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.” John 20:29