It’s been a difficult week.

There was turmoil in Washington D.C. this week as a group of violent protesters stormed the Capitol building, wreaking havoc. It seems they thought they were taking something back. But lives were lost, as was another fiber in the perilously frayed bond that once held us together as a people.

I honestly wonder how much of this bond is left.

I was talking to a friend as we watched the images of anarchy in the House chamber and my friend said, “I’m afraid we’re heading toward Civil War.” Ordinarily I would scoff at such a comment. But the fact that it even seems like a possibility — no matter how remote — is telling.

Some have started saying that we live in “two Americas.”

More like 328.2 million Americas.

That’s what happens when truth is up for grabs. You can make reality whatever you want. We’ve seen this already. Early reports showed elected officials seemingly encouraging the crowd to “fight” to take back the election, their rights, etc. etc. And within hours of the violent display at the Capitol, some of those same officials were quick to tweet that you shouldn’t trust everything you hear. Things were immediately spun by every side to the point that you simply don’t know what to believe.

Were these protesters Trump supporters?

Antifa?

QAnon?

White supremacists?

Who knows?

We live in a time when it’s difficult to trust what we see with our own two eyes. This is what we’ve lost in a culture that has been described as a “post-truth” society.

Truth is whatever you want to make it, whatever you choose for it to be.

How lamentable.

All of this drives me back to what I know to be true — one of the only things I know to be true, actually. Today I find solace in the enduring, eternal Word of God.

The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever.

Isaiah 40:8

Take heart in His eternal truth, for this is the essence of our faith.