My daughter lied to me yet again. I found out that she's living with her "fiance" in his bedroom in his parents' house. All this time she's been telling me that she lives in a trailer on his parent's property. Well, the camel got her nose in the tent and now she's in the tent.

I almost feel sorry for the parents. They've got two adult "children" mooching off them. But really, they've allowed it. They may feel trapped. Or maybe they just want to be helpful. But what these "kids" need is a strong dose of reality. What they need, if not a kick in the butt, is at least a strong push out the door. If you want to play at being adults, then you need to take the responsibility of adults. If you want to start a family, then go make a home of your own. But many people today have been duped into believing that being "helpful" is being caring and thus perpetuate the cycle of dependence instead of responsibility.

When I found out that my daughter had lied to me, I was angry at first. Then as I pondered why she would keep up the deception when she knew I would eventually find out about it, I realized that she is still telling me (and other people) what they want to hear, instead of the truth.

As we wait the last few weeks before the baby arrives, I still pray that God will lead her into "Truth"--the truth that will set her free.