The Light Sees Through Your Mask
The key turns in the lock, and for a heartbeat, the air leaves the room. You scramble to smooth the edges of your face, to hide the tremor in your hands before the door swings wide.
You are performing okayness while breaking inside, convinced that if they saw the real you, they would turn away. But the light does not need your mask to find you — it sees clearly through the performance already.
There is a peace that does not depend on how well you compose yourself. It waits for you behind the eyes of the person walking in.
You do not have to be finished to be loved. The light is already sitting in the chair, waiting for you to stop pretending.
Drawing from
John, Matthew
Verses
John 14:20, Matthew 6:22
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