The Flinch Is Not Your Truth
The room is bright now, and you are wearing the face that says you are fine. But when a voice rises just a fraction, your body flinches before your mind can catch up.
It remembers the last time you disappointed them. It remembers the storm.
You are holding your breath right now, waiting for the blow that does not come. The light sees behind the mask you wear for the morning crowd.
It sees the tremor in your hands and it does not look away. There is a love that does not shout, a presence that knows your history and stays anyway.
Perfect love drives out fear — not by arguing with your memories, but by standing so close that the shadow cannot reach you. You do not have to earn your safety today.
The flinch is real, but it is no longer the truth.
Drawing from
1 John, Luke
Verses
1 John 4:18, Luke 12:7
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