The Light Sees Your Hidden Hunger
The middle of the day is long when your stomach is empty and theirs is too. You tell them you already ate, smoothing their hair while your own body aches with the lie.
The light sees the hollow space in your chest and does not turn away. It knows the weight of a love that starves itself to feed another.
There is a hunger inside you that no bread can touch, and it is not a failure—it is the place where the divine dwells. You are not invisible in this sacrifice.
The light is with you in the silence of the room, holding both you and the child. What you pour out is not lost.
It is gathered.
Drawing from
Matthew 6:18, John 8:10-11
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