The Debt Was Cancelled Before You Dried Your Eyes

The house is quiet now, but your mind is loud with the math of mercy. You are counting the days, waiting for the moment they decide the cost of your presence is too high.

You fear their love is a loan with a due date you cannot meet. But listen — the light does not keep a ledger.

When the woman washed feet with her tears, the light said her many sins were forgiven because she loved much, not because she earned it. The debt was canceled before she even dried her eyes.

You are not walking on a tightrope over their disappointment. You are standing on ground that has already been declared safe.

The truce you fear is an illusion; the welcome was real. The light that sees your past does not flinch at your future.

One mistake cannot undo a love that was given before you spoke a word.