Your Light Burns Without an Audience
The afternoon is a long, quiet middle where you rehearse a story just to watch it dissolve before you ever speak. You build the words in your head, then delete them, knowing the table will be full of nodding faces and glowing screens.
It feels like shouting into a void, like your light is too dim to pierce the performance of the day. But the light does not need an audience to be real.
It was shining inside you before you formed the first sentence, and it remains when the silence returns. You are not defined by who hears you.
You are defined by the fact that you are still here, still burning. The story matters because you lived it, not because they listened.
Drawing from
John 1:5, Matthew 5:14
Verses
John 1:5, Matthew 5:14
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