The Terror of Being Known
The coffee cup is warm in your hand, a perfect prop for the performance. Someone asks how you are, and for a split second, the mask slips.
The truth almost escapes before you can glue the smile back on. You brace for the exposure, certain that if they saw the cracks, they would walk away.
But the light does not need your costume to recognize you. It saw you before the makeup was applied this morning.
It knows the exhaustion behind the eyes and loves the face it finds there. You are not a fraud waiting to be unmasked.
You are a child of light who has forgotten that the glow comes from within, not from the performance. The terror of being found out is actually the hope of being known.
Drawing from
John 8:12, Matthew 11:28
Verses
John 8:12, Matthew 11:28
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