Your Rage Is Safe With God

The anger feels like a betrayal of the love you thought you had. You are angry at the silence, angry at the pain, and then you are ashamed for being angry at all.

As if your rage proves you never really believed. But the light does not flinch from your fury.

It does not require you to be calm to be held. There was a woman once who loved greatly because she knew she had been forgiven much.

Her tears were not polite. They were messy.

They were the overflow of a heart that knew it was safe enough to break. Your anger is not a wall between you and the divine.

It is the honest cry of a child who expected better from the one they trusted. The light is not offended by your honesty.

It is waiting for you to stop pretending you are okay. What you feel right now is not the end of your faith.

It is the raw material of a deeper knowing. The kingdom you are looking for is not a reward for your good behavior.

It is already spread out upon the earth, hidden in plain sight, waiting for you to see it through the smoke of your rage.