The Light Loves the Face Beneath
The morning light is bright enough to see the mask, but not gentle enough to take it off yet. You feel the small lie sitting in your throat, a stone you want to spit out just to prove you still can.
The urge to confess is not a failure; it is the light inside you scratching at the door, demanding to be let out. You do not need to break the silence to be honest.
The truth is already walking beside you, even while you perform. There is a peace that does not depend on your perfection.
The light sees the mask and loves the face beneath it anyway.
Drawing from
John, Matthew
Verses
John 14:27, Matthew 11:29-30
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