Love sits down in the mess
The afternoon light is unforgiving. It catches the dust before you can sweep it, the mess before you can hide it.
And in that sudden exposure, the quiet terror rises—the fear of being seen while you are still broken. But the light does not wait for you to tidy the room.
It enters while the dishes are piled high and the floor is swept with chaos. There is a truth that lives inside you, and it will be with you forever, not just when you are composed.
You do not have to finish fixing yourself before you are worthy of company. The terror says: run.
The light says: stay. The mess is not a barrier to love; it is the very place where love sits down.
Drawing from
2 John, Luke
Verses
2 John 1:2, Luke 11:36
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