Mercy Runs Faster Than Your Shame
The afternoon sun exposes the dust on everything, including the hardening around your own heart. You have become the person who cannot say the words, the one who builds a wall of silence where a bridge should be.
It feels like strength, this refusal to bend, but it is only exhaustion masquerading as pride. The light does not wait for you to be perfect before it enters; it stands at the door and knocks, asking only for you to turn the handle.
There is a mercy that runs faster than your shame, a love that meets you while the apology is still stuck in your throat. You do not have to carry the weight of being right anymore.
The light is already inside the broken place, waiting to make it whole.
Drawing from
Revelation, Luke
Verses
Revelation 3:20, Luke 15:20
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