When the Mask Slips, the Light Remains

The question comes as it always does—'How are you?'—and for the first time, the answer you have rehearsed dissolves on your tongue. The lie runs out.

The mask slips, and there is only the raw, trembling truth of how much it hurts to be you right now. In that silence, do not scramble to rebuild the wall.

Let the quiet stand. The light does not need your performance; it only needs your presence.

When you stop pretending to be whole, you make room for the One who actually is. Mary was told, 'Do not weep...

for his grace will be entirely with you and will protect you.' The panic says you are exposed. The truth says you are finally seen.

There is light within a person of light, and it shines brightest when the pretense fades.