The Light Stays in the Crack
The afternoon stretches out, long and gray, while your mind replays that single second where your voice cracked. You wish you could reach back into the room and steady it, to smooth over the tremor that gave you away.
But the light does not require a steady voice to be present. It was there in the crack just as much as in the calm.
The truth is not broken by a shaking tone. The light is not afraid of your waver.
It simply stays, humming beneath the noise, waiting for you to stop editing the recording of your day.
Drawing from
John, Gospel of Thomas
Verses
John 14:18, Thomas 70
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