The Watch Is Over, You Can Rest

The house is quiet, but your mind is loud with the inventory of every possible danger. You are checking the locks on a door that the light has already walked through.

You feel exposed, as if the walls are thin and the dark is pressing in, waiting for a moment of weakness to break through. But listen — the darkness has not overcome it.

The light shines right here, in this room, in this breath, in the very space where your fear is loudest. There is no fear in love, because perfect love drives out fear.

You are not safe because you checked the windows; you are safe because the one who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world. The watch is over.

You can finally rest.