Held When The Hand Lets Go
The house is quiet now, and the memory of that hand pulling away plays on a loop in the dark. It feels like the first time the grip wasn't accidental, like the letting go was intentional.
The night gathers around you, heavy with the certainty that something has shifted forever. But listen — the darkness you feel is real, yet it is not the final truth.
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. Even now, in this gathering shadow, the light is holding on tighter than you know.
You are not being abandoned; you are being held through the ache. The hand that lets go of yours has never let go of you.
Drawing from
John, 1 John
Verses
John 1:5, 1 John 4:19
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