The Light Waits in Your Silence

The house is quiet now, and in the silence, you realize you cannot remember the sound of your own unguarded laughter. It feels like a loss you cannot name—a forgetting of the joy that once came easily, before the weight settled in.

But listen closely—the darkness has not overcome the light that still lives inside you. It is merely waiting for you to stop guarding the door.

The true light that gives light to everyone was coming into the world, and it found you exactly as you are tonight. You do not need to manufacture a smile to prove you are still alive.

The light is not afraid of your silence. It sits with you in the watch, holding the memory of your joy until you are ready to receive it again.

You are not broken because you are quiet. You are simply resting in the presence of the one who knows your name before you speak it.