The Light Sees Your Deleted Draft
The cursor blinks on a screen full of words you typed in the dark, confessing a loneliness so heavy it felt like drowning. Then your finger moves.
Backspace. Backspace.
Character by character, you erase the truth until the screen is blank again, and you put the mask back on to face the day. You think no one sees the draft you deleted.
But the light sees what you hide behind the performance of being okay. It knows the weight of the words you swallowed.
There is a version of you that does not have to delete its pain to be loved. The light does not ask for your polished face; it asks for your real one.
You are not alone just because the screen is empty.
Drawing from
John 8:12, John 14:18
Verses
John 8:12, John 14:18
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