Peace Waits When the Mask Falls
The house is quiet now, and the mask you wore all day finally slips from your face. It feels heavy in your hands, this performance of being okay while you were screaming inside.
You convinced them you were fine, but the fraud detector in your own heart is blaring. Yet in this silence, the light does not ask for an encore.
It sees the exhaustion behind your eyes and says nothing but peace. What you bring forth from this hidden place will save you, but what you keep buried will only deepen the dark.
The kingdom is not a reward for perfect actors; it is spread out beneath your feet right now, waiting for you to stop pretending and simply see it.
Drawing from
Gospel of Thomas, Luke
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