The Light Does Not Recoil From Fire

The house is quiet now, but your heart is loud with the things you said today. You are lying here terrified that your honest anger has made you unlovable to the very one you are angry at.

You think you have pushed the light away by screaming at it. But listen — the light does not recoil from your fire.

There is a voice that says if our hearts condemn us, God is greater than our hearts. Your self-verdict is not the final one.

The Father's love is not fragile; it does not break when you break. It is the kind of love that runs toward you before you can even finish your apology.

You are not too much for the light. You are held precisely in the mess.

The anger was real, but the love is deeper.