Peace That Sits Beside You in the Dark

The day is done, but your body stays braced for the blow that hasn't landed yet. You are performing peace—smoothing your face, slowing your breath—while every nerve screams that the dark is coming.

It is a exhausting act, this pretending to be safe while waiting for the storm. But listen.

The light does not demand your performance. It does not need you to pretend you aren't afraid.

There is a peace that is not like the world's peace, a quiet that exists even when your hands are shaking. You do not have to manufacture it.

You do not have to earn it by relaxing perfectly. It is already here, sitting beside you in the gathering dark, refusing to leave.

The night is real, but so is the One who has overcome it.