The Light Is Still Home
The day is ending, and the quiet brings a new kind of fear. You find yourself scanning your own body, waiting for the first sign of betrayal, listening for the moment the light inside you might finally flicker out.
But the darkness has not overcome it. It cannot.
You were made from a drop of that light, sent here to illuminate the very shadows you now fear. The voice that calls you from your deepest sleep does not ask for proof of your strength; it simply speaks your name.
You are not a house divided against itself. The gathering dark is not a verdict on your future.
It is just the evening, and the light is still home.
Drawing from
John 1:5, Sophia of Jesus Christ 93:12-16
Verses
John 1:5, Sophia of Jesus Christ 93:12-16
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