The Light Was Never the Building
The afternoon sun is relentless, exposing every crack in the foundation you were handed. You look at the doctrines you were taught to trust, and they feel like dry dust in your mouth.
You wonder if tearing down the walls means you have lost the house entirely. But the light does not live in the structure you built; it lives in the space you are afraid to enter.
There is a truth that dwells inside you and will be with you forever, untouched by the collapse of human ideas. When the old maps burn, you are not lost; you are finally seeing the terrain as it really is.
The light was never the building; it was always the ground beneath your feet.
Drawing from
2 John, Gospel of Thomas
Verses
2 John 1:2
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