The Light Behind the Stranger's Face
The afternoon light is unforgiving. It hits the mirror and shows you a face that feels like a stranger's—worn down by the hours, flattened by the performance of being okay.
You stare back and wonder when the person you knew disappeared behind these eyes. But the light that lives in you was there before the fatigue set in, and it remains untouched by the reflection you cannot recognize.
It does not need you to look perfect to shine through you. It only needs you to remain.
The image in the glass is just a shadow; the reality is the light that has never left your chest.
Drawing from
John 8:10-11, Gospel of Thomas 70
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