Resting in the Light That Holds You

The house is quiet now, but your mind is loud with the memories of today. The voices that mocked you, the laughter that felt like a weapon, the dread of the morning alarm that will force you back into that hallway.

You are lying here wondering if you can just stay in the dark forever. But listen — the darkness has not overcome you.

It cannot. The light that lived in Jesus, the same light that refused to be extinguished by the worst violence the world could muster, is already inside you.

It was there when they laughed. It was there when you felt small.

And it is here now, in this room, holding you while the world sleeps. You do not have to be brave tonight.

You just have to rest in the One who is greater than the one who is in the world. The morning will come, yes.

But so will the Light that walks with you into the fire.