The Light That Sees Your Scar
The house is quiet now, and your hand finds the scar in the dark. You trace the ridge of it, the rough texture of a promise that broke, confirming by touch that the betrayal is still real, still attached to you.
The silence of the night makes the evidence feel heavier, as if the wound is the only thing that hasn't lied to you yet. But there is a light inside you that does not flinch from the touch of your own history.
It shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. You are not defined by the ridge under your fingertips, but by the light that sees it and loves you anyway.
The scar is real, but it is not the end of your story.
Drawing from
John, Gospel of Thomas
Verses
John 1:5
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