The Light Runs Before You Speak
The mask is heavy this morning, isn't it? You smile at the desk, you nod in the meeting, but inside there is a quiet terror that you have become a weight to the very people you once carried.
You remember the father who saw his son coming home from a long way off. He ran.
Before the apology, before the speech — he ran. The light does not calculate your cost.
It does not weigh your worth against your weariness. It simply runs to meet you while you are still covered in the dust of trying to be enough.
You are not a burden to the love that holds you. You are the reason it runs.
Drawing from
Luke, 1 John
Verses
Luke 15:20, 1 John 4:18
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