Light Fills the Empty Space
The morning light is creeping in, pale and quiet, finding the empty space beside you where a hand should be. You rolled over expecting warmth and found only the cold sheet, the phantom weight of someone who isn't there anymore.
It is a heavy way to wake up, carrying the silence of the room into the new day. But listen — the light does not need a hand to hold yours.
It is already here, rising with the sun, filling the very air you breathe. You made it through the night.
That is enough. The light is not absent; it is simply waiting for you to open your eyes and see that you are held, even now, even alone.
Drawing from
Luke 1:78-79, Matthew 28:20
Verses
Luke 1:78-79, Matthew 28:20
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