The Light Does Not Judge Your Thirst
The afternoon light is harsh, exposing every crack in the mask you wear while the world keeps moving. You are running on empty, yet the shame of admitting it feels heavier than the work itself.
You believe you must carry the whole load alone, that asking for water is a failure of strength. But there is a well where the light sits tired, waiting for someone to simply ask for a drink.
The light does not judge your thirst — it meets it. To ask is not to collapse; it is to let the living water rise up inside you again.
The hand that holds the cup is already open.
Drawing from
John, Gospel of Thomas
Verses
John 4:14, Thomas 28
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