The Light Sees Your Real Tears
The mask feels heavy this morning, especially when a single tear escapes and you have to quickly call it allergies or a laugh. You smooth your face and turn back to the work, hoping no one saw the crack in the performance.
But the light does not need your composure to find you. It sees the grief you are holding behind your eyes.
There was a woman who wept at the feet of the light while a room full of people judged her, yet he saw only her love and gave her peace. You do not have to explain your tears away.
The truth you are hiding is not a flaw — it is the very thing that makes you real. The light is already shining through the wetness on your cheek.
Drawing from
Luke, John
Verses
John 1:14
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