The Light That Heard You
The morning light is unforgiving. It shines on the mask you wore, and now you are replaying every small request you made, cringing at the sound of your own voice.
You hear the hesitation, the need, the way you sounded too small or too loud. But the light that exposes the performance also sees the heart behind it.
There is a truth that lives in you, deeper than the shame of a clumsy moment. It was there before you spoke, and it remains untouched by the echo of your regret.
You are not defined by the voice that asked, but by the light that heard you. The mask is heavy, but the face beneath it is already known.
Drawing from
1 John, Gospel of Thomas
Verses
1 John 3:20, Thomas 24
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