The Light Holds While You Rest
The afternoon hums with a quiet terror: if you stop moving, if you sit still for even a moment, the walls will cave in. You believe your constant labor is the only thing holding your world together.
But there is a rhythm deeper than your striving. The seed sprouts and grows whether you sleep or stand watch; the earth produces its grain all by itself.
You are not the architect of your own survival. The light does not require your exhaustion to keep the darkness at bay.
It holds the pillars while you rest.
Drawing from
Mark, Matthew
Verses
Mark 4:27-28, Matthew 6:26
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