The Light Sees Behind Your Mask
The morning asks for a face you do not have to give. You smile at the desk while your own life is quietly stolen, piece by piece, to meet demands that are not yours.
The mask feels heavy because it is not the light you were made to wear. There was a woman who poured perfume on feet in a room full of judgment, and the light saw only her love, not her reputation.
It does not need your performance. It needs only what is real beneath the costume.
The truth lives in us and will be with us forever — not the version of you that survives the office, but the one who breathes when the door closes. You are not the role you play to get through the day.
The light sees behind the mask and loves what it finds there.
Drawing from
2 John, Luke
Verses
2 John 1:2, Luke 7:36-50
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