the terror that your real face has atrophied from disuse and you no longer know how to make it move without the mask

The Light Does Not Need Your Muscles

The day is done, and the mask feels heavy now, fused to the skin from hours of holding it in place. You wonder if the real face beneath has forgotten how to move, stiff from disuse, afraid to try.

But listen — the light does not need your muscles to work before it can shine. It is not a performance you must restart.

The Father sees what is hidden, and he is not waiting for a perfect expression, only for you to stop hiding. There is nothing concealed that will not be brought out into the open.

You do not have to force the smile or the frown; the light knows how to move you when you finally let go. Just breathe.

The exhale is enough.

Drawing from

Mark, Luke

Verses

Mark 4:22, Luke 8:17

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