The Light Loves Your Brokenness

The dark feels heavy right now because you are holding your breath, waiting for someone to see the cracks and walk away. You believe your brokenness is a thing to be hidden, a secret that would make love stop if it were known.

But listen — there is a love that does not need your mask to stay. The Father has lavished such great love on us that we are called children of God.

And that is what we are. Not what we pretend to be.

Not what we perform. What we are.

The light does not love the version of you that holds it together. It loves the version that is falling apart.

It runs to the one who cannot speak. It kneels at the feet of the one who believes they are unworthy.

You do not have to earn the right to be held. You only have to stop hiding.

The terror says: if they see, they will leave. The truth says: if they see, they will finally know you.