“What is truth?” asked Pontius Pilate as Jesus stood before him, not long before telling the gathered throng, “I find no case against him.” Moments before, Jesus had declared that he “came into the world to testify to the truth,” according to the account in the Gospel of John, the last and arguably least reliable of the four gospels. In the end, the truth didn’t seem to matter much to anyone who was present on that day – just as court judgments today seem to be assessed on whether or not they agree with one’s opinions, rather than the law itself. But Pilate’s question has echoed through the ages, in the work of theologians and philosophers alike, not to mention preachers and poets.
“What is truth?” ask Unitarian Universalists and countless others today, but it’s not always evident that the answer matters to us more than it did to Pontius Pilate and the crowd two millennia ago. The very idea of truth seems as slippery today as it ever was, and people are arguably more confused about than ever before. Many moderns deny that truth exists, while others embrace a purely subjective view of the truth or declare it to be purely relative. During the past decade, we’ve heard propagandists on the far right speak of “truthiness,” which seems like a natural enough way to describe an accumulation of “alternative facts.” It’s “truthy,” but it’s not truth.
So let me acknowledge right up front that I believe truth exists; there is something even worthy of being called the truth. Ask me what it is, and I will stumble over my own words. But just our neighbours on either side of this church are confident that God exists, I am confident that truth exists – spell it with a capital T, if you wish. And for the record, I also believe in love and goodness, although I’ve lost my former confidence in justice and equality, at least as readily achievable possibilities. My trinity consists of truth, love, and goodness. These three are the beliefs that condition my life, even though I often get them wrong or fail to live up to them. They’re what I come back to.
This confidence in the existence of truth may make me something of a relic in the modern world, perhaps an outright oddball, especially in liberal circles. And it probably opens me to ridicule among those who dogmatically assert that they know the truth, from religious fundamentalists to political dogmatists, since despite my certainty about truth’s existence, I waffle when it comes to articulating what the truth is. “My husband, who is a lawyer, is very careful with words and with the truth,” said novelist Isabel Allende. “He thinks that the truth exists, and it’s something that is beyond questioning, which I think is totally absurd. I have several versions of how we met and how wonderful he was and all that. At least twenty. And I’m sure that they are all true. He has one. And I’m pretty positive that it’s not true.” I’m married to someone who could say the same thing about her own husband, and while I’d like to attribute it to better memory, it may be that I’m just better at telling the same story over and over again without adjusting the details too much.
When William Ellery Channing observed that the quest for truth “must begin with moral discipline,” I am persuaded that he meant to refute the very notion that truth is so entirely subjective or relative that the truth – that is to say, truth preceded by the definite article – does not exist. It is one thing to say that the truth is difficult to discern, or even impossible for the human mind to comprehend, but it is something altogether different to maintain that it doesn’t exist. Truth exists as an ideal, at least, even if we are incapable of realizing it. Channing refused to absolve us of the demand to seek the truth, even though it’s hard work. He assumed that truth exists, even if our understanding of God and everything else in religion and life was subject to change, calling us to the “moral discipline” to discern what is true and good. Indeed, the entire notion of religious reformation depends upon the idea that truth exists, and that our beliefs should conform themselves, as completely as possible, with what we discern to be true. And what’s sound in religion is sound in politics, too, or in any other department of life.
“I must choose to receive the truth, no matter how it bears on myself,” said Channing. “I must follow it, no matter where it leads, what interests it opposes, to what persecution or loss it lays me open, from what party it severs me, or to what party it allies.” In short, he maintained that the first prerequisite in discerning truth was an attitude of impartiality in considering the evidence before us, coupled with a commitment to follow the truth wherever it leads. This may be why truth, especially inconvenient truth, isn’t more popular than it is. It’s hard work.
Channing’s elevation of the quest for truth to a place of central importance has informed the entire trajectory of Unitarianism since it emerged from New England Congregationalism. Indeed, Channing’s understanding of the centrality of truth predates it, and while truth may have its modern agnostics among us, just a God does, it is impossible to imagine the evolution of Unitarianism – and later Unitarian Universalism – without it. If our spiritual ancestors hadn’t first believed in truth, there would have been no need for Unitarianism in the first place. There would have been no errors to correct, no dogmas to dispute, no beliefs to discard. In a world where truth didn’t matter, none of it would have been worth the effort. We may profess that truth is relative, but two centuries of experience reveal a different story.
From today’s perspective, the declared purpose of the American Unitarian Association when it was formed 201 years ago seems narrowly Christian – “to diffuse the knowledge and promote the interests of pure Christianity.” It’s only when you realize that “pure Christianity” meant the teachings of Jesus, rather than the religion about Jesus, that you see how radical a departure from creeds and dogma it really was – and how, by focusing on teachings rather than pretension to a divine personality, it paved the way for truth to unfold. I would go so far as to say that, even if most Unitarian Universalists still considered themselves to be Christian, the whole notion of “Christian nationalism” would be utterly alien to us, because it would fail to pass the test of truthfulness.
Six decades later, William Channing Gannett drafted Things Commonly Believed Today Among Us, which asserted: “Whoever loves truth and lives the Good is, in a broad sense, of our religious fellowship; whoever loves the one or lives the other better than ourselves is our teacher, whatever church or age [they] may belong to.” In the years that followed, James Vila Blake crafted the original version of our affirmation, which declared that we covenant “to seek the truth in love” – The Truth – although our ambivalence about truth is reflected in our removal of the definite article.
Beyond our tradition, Mohandas K. Gandhi, as his faith matured, went so far as to declare, a century ago: “God is Truth, above all. If it is possible for the human tongue to give the fullest description of God, I have come to the conclusion that, for myself, God is Truth.” And from that, he reasoned that Truth is God, that they were “convertible terms,” while acknowledging that people “always see Truth in fragment and from different angles of vision.” It is interesting to recall that it was around this same time that Humanism came into its own as a philosophical stance within Unitarianism, and I am persuaded that the reason Unitarian Christians and Humanists were able to stay together in the same denomination, without a catastrophic schism, is that both believed in the truth, even though they professed truth differently. Mutual toleration was the lubricant that allowed them to do so.
Just as truth is central to our living tradition, so, too, is it central to the scientific method. “The aim of science is to discover and illuminate truth,” declared Rachel Carson. “And that, I take it, is the aim of literature, whether biography or history or fiction. It seems to me, then, that there can be no separate literature of science.” Like the approximations of truth we discover in literature, the truth illuminated by science may have its imperfections and limitations, but unlike the truth revealed by theology, which takes the form of dogma, scientific truth is at least self-correcting. I like to think that the same is true for Unitarian Universalism – that, as religious liberals, our theology is self-correcting. In fact, that’s why defining who we are and what we are about is such a moving target.
As Unitarians strove to define their unconventional faith during the Second World War, A. Powell Davies, who was then the minister in Summit, New Jersey, and later in Washington, DC, articulated five principles that defined us, one of which was “discipleship to advancing truth.” When the Seven Principles we love were adopted four decades later, Davies’ words were echoed by our affirmation of “a free and responsible search for truth and meaning.”
I think I prefer Davies’ turn of phrase, “discipleship to advancing truth,” since it demands something of us. The search for truth is not a voluntary and relaxing quest for knowledge for its own sake, but rather a demand that we intentionally seek to discover what is true and then conform our lives to whatever the truth may demand of us, whether or not it is convenient to do so. That’s why we have moved so far, I believe, on our journey as a religious movement to embrace what was once beyond imagination as we followed the evidence. “Truth, however bitter, can be accepted, and woven into a design for living,” asserted Agatha Christie around the time that A. Powell Davies articulated his principles. I suspect that Davies would have asserted that truth demands it. It demands that we weave our understanding of the truth into our design for living, our design for religious community, and our design for society.
At the same time, it may be useful to weave together truth with meaning, as the Seven Principles did in 1985. You see, when people speak of “my truth” and “your truth,” I think they are really speaking about meaning rather than truth. In my mind, truth exists independently of any of us, while discerning what life – its experiences and relationships – mean to us is how we approximate the truth for ourselves. Truth and meaning are related to one another, but truth is more or less absolute, while meaning is subject, relative, unique to each one of us. When we speak of truth as relative, or differentiate between my truth and your truth, we relax the meaning of the word truth – and we risk abandoning the meaningful use of both ideas.
My life is guided by discipleship to advancing truth, as best I can do it, but it has been enriched by the meanings that have emerged along the way. The truth can sometimes be cold, even alienating, but I have found warmth in the meaning I’ve found in life’s experiences and relationships. If, like Gandhi, truth is my God, then meaning has been my saviour. If truth sets me free, then it is meaning that holds me close.
As self-described storycatcher Christina Baldwin says: “Spiritual empowerment is evidenced in our lives by our willingness to tell ourselves the truth, to listen to the truth when it’s told to us, and to dispense truth as lovingly as possible, when we feel compelled to talk from the heart.”
May we strive to be disciples of advancing truth, unveiling it for ourselves and others, fragment by fragment, even as we then weave those fragments together into tapestries of meaning.
A sermon delivered at the First Unitarian Universalist Church of Winnipeg.

