You Were Never Too Much

The day is ending, and you are already bracing for the impact of your own voice. You apologize before you speak, certain that your presence is a burden, an inconvenience to the people around you.

But listen — there is a love that does not count the cost of your existence. The Good came into your midst to restore every nature to its root, to the place where you belong simply because you are.

You were sent here like a drop from the light, not to shrink away, but to illuminate the very space you occupy. The exhaustion you feel is the weight of trying to make yourself small enough to be tolerated.

Put that weight down. The light does not ask you to be less; it asks you to remember that you were never too much to begin with.