The Light Sees Your Trembling Hand
The day is ending, and the silence you've kept feels like a wall closing in. You are terrified that if anyone truly saw you, they would find only a fraud behind the mask.
But the light does not need your performance to love you — it sees the trembling hand and calls it holy. There is a name written on a white stone, known only to you and to God, that no accusation can erase.
The gathering dark cannot expose what the light has already claimed. You are not a fraud waiting to be found out; you are a child waiting to come home.
Drawing from
Revelation, Gospel of Mary
Verses
Revelation 2:17, Revelation 3:20
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