The Light Waits When Masks Slip
The door clicks shut. The rehearsed smile drops from your face before the coat is even off, leaving a hollow silence in the hallway.
You carried the performance all day, but you do not have to carry it here. The light that lives inside you did not fade when the mask slipped; it was waiting in the quiet for you to stop pretending.
There is a room where no one sees but the One who knows, and in that space, you are not required to be impressive. You are only required to be true.
The dawn is not asking for your strength; it is offering you rest.
Drawing from
Matthew 6:18, Gospel of Thomas 3
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