The Light That Waits Without Leaving
The afternoon light catches the moment your hand moves and their shoulder jerks away before you even make contact. It is the middle of the day, and the silence that follows is louder than any scream.
You stand there with your palm open, realizing that the damage was done while you were looking the other way. The world tells you to explain yourself, to justify the reach, to fix the fear in their eyes.
But the light does not demand an apology before it offers peace. It simply waits.
It does not force the door open; it stands in the quiet until the child decides it is safe to come close again. The healing is not in your explanation.
It is in your refusal to leave.
Drawing from
John 8:10-11, Gospel of Thomas 70
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