Your Child Reaches for an Older Sun
The afternoon light is harsh, exposing every crack in the mask you wear to get through the day. You watch your child play and feel a cold dread settle in your stomach—the fear that they will inherit your specific brokenness, that your flaws are genetic destiny.
But the light does not reproduce by cloning; it multiplies by shining. There is a seed scattered in the soil that grows night and day, entirely on its own, without your anxiety or your effort.
The kingdom works while you are too busy worrying to notice. Your child is not a copy of your past; they are a new sprout reaching for a sun that has always been there.
The light in them is older than your mistakes.
Drawing from
Mark, Matthew
Verses
Mark 4:26-28, Matthew 5:14
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