The Light Is In Your Hands
The day has finally stopped moving, and you are left standing in the hallway with a cup of tea that no one will drink. You don't know where to put it down, so you just hold the warmth while the steam fades.
That ache of being unnoticed is real — but the light does not depend on being received to be real. There is a peace that waits for you to stop performing, a stillness that exists whether the cup is taken or not.
The light is not the tea you offer; it is the hands that hold it. You are not defined by what you carry for others.
Drawing from
John, Luke
Verses
John 14:27
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