Holy Ground Beneath Your Trembling Legs
The key turns in the lock while you are still on the floor, and the world demands you stand before you are ready. You hear the handle move, and your legs refuse to stop shaking.
But listen — the light that rose this morning did not wait for the house to be clean or your face to be composed. It simply arrived.
It is already in the room, touching the cold tile beneath you. The Father's love is not a reward for standing up; it is the strength that will lift you when you cannot.
You do not have to fix the trembling before you open the door. The light sees you exactly here, exactly now, and it calls this moment holy.
You are not behind; you are just beginning.
Drawing from
Matthew, Luke
Verses
Matthew 5:14
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