You Do Not Have to Earn Space

The house is quiet, but your throat is tight with the words you swallowed hours ago. You learned long ago that asking for anything invites the sharpness that made you flinch, so you stay silent, making yourself small enough to slip through the cracks of the night.

But listen — there is a voice that does not sharpen when you speak. It leans in when you whisper.

The light that lives inside you was placed there not to be hidden, but to be brought out into the open. You do not have to earn the right to take up space.

The darkness has not overcome the voice that says you are worthy of being heard. You are not a burden to the One who knows your name before you speak it.