Your Questions Are Proof You Are Loved

The questions rise in the quiet, sharp and terrifying, and you brace for the sky to fall. You wonder if your doubt is a crime that makes you unlovable.

But the light does not recoil from your honesty. It leans in.

In the stillness of this watch, remember: the eye is the lamp of the body. If your vision is clear—even if what you see is confusing—your whole being fills with light.

The questions are not blasphemy. They are the smoke of a fire that is still burning inside you.

Thomas said there is light within a person of light, and it lights up the whole world. If that light did not already live in you, you would not care enough to ask.

The asking is the proof. You are not being rejected for your confusion.

You are being held in it. The terror says you are too broken to be loved.

The truth says your questions are the very place where the light is working.