Honest Hands in the Shaking

The music is loud, and you are nodding along, but your hands are shaking under the table. In the middle of the day, while everyone else is performing their happiness, you feel like a fraud carrying a secret tremor.

You think the light cannot see you behind the mask of your agreement. But there was a man born blind, and the people around him argued about whose fault it was.

They wanted to blame someone for the darkness. Jesus looked at the man and said neither he nor his parents sinned.

He said this happened so that the works of God might be displayed in him. Your shaking is not a failure of faith.

It is not a sign that you are broken beyond repair. It is the very place where the light intends to speak.

You do not have to stop the tremor to be held. The light does not ask for steady hands.

It asks for honest ones.