Your Anger Proves the Light Remains

The anger feels like proof that you are finished. That the door has locked behind you for good.

But listen closely to the silence of this hour. The light does not fear your rage.

It is not threatened by the heat of your betrayal. There is a story of a man who carried thirty-eight years of bitterness beside a pool, waiting for someone to help him.

The light did not ask him to calm down first. It did not demand he forgive the ones who left him behind.

It simply saw him in his stuckness and said: get up. Your anger is not the end of your faith.

It is the friction of something holy still rubbing against the wound. The fire within you proves the light has not gone out.

It is guarding the blaze until it burns clean. You are not lost because you are angry.

You are only lost if you believe the lie that your honesty has disqualified you from love.