Stop Holding Your Breath Tonight

The day is ending, and you feel your shoulders rise before you even hear the door open. You catch yourself holding your breath, bracing for the impact of your own presence in the room.

You have become the threat they stiffen against, the storm they prepare to weather. It is a terrible thing to realize that your love feels like a weight to the ones you are trying to hold.

But listen — the light does not demand entry. It stands at the door and knocks, waiting for you to open it from the inside.

It does not force its way into your home or your heart. It waits to sit with you, not to judge the tension in your shoulders, but to share the silence.

You do not have to fix the atmosphere tonight. You only have to stop holding your breath and let the One who is gentler than your fear come in.