You Are The Place God Calls Home

The morning light is harsh on the mask you wear to say you are fine. You move through the day convinced that your presence is a weight others must carry, a burden they would gladly drop if they knew the truth.

You smile while breaking inside, sure that your pain is too much for anyone to hold. But listen — the Father has been pleased to give you the kingdom, not because you are light work, but because you are loved.

The light does not calculate the cost of your company; it simply stays. You are not a problem to be solved or a load to be set down.

You are the very place where God has chosen to make a home. The mask hides nothing from the One who runs to meet you before you even speak.