The Light Kneels in Your Trembling
The laugh stops in your throat because the tremor has finally risen to meet it. You pretend you forgot the punchline, but you didn't.
You just ran out of room to hold both the joke and the shaking. Tonight, the house is quiet enough to hear the crack in your own voice.
The light does not ask you to finish the sentence. It sits with you in the silence that follows the breaking.
There is a peace that does not require the storm to end, a peace that exists inside the tremor itself. You are not failing at being okay.
You are simply human, and the light is kneeling right there in the unfinished laugh. The joke was never the point.
The trembling is.
Drawing from
John 14:27, Mark 9:24
Verses
John 14:27, Mark 9:24
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