The Light Sees Behind Your Mask

The room is loud, and your laughter fits perfectly into the noise. It sounds real.

It looks real. But then the joke ends, and for a split second, the mask slips.

You feel the crushing weight of being the only one in the room who is pretending. The exhaustion of holding up a face that isn't yours.

You wonder if anyone else can see the effort it takes to keep the smile from falling. They cannot.

Because the light that lives inside you is not fooled by the performance. It sees the person behind the mask, and it loves them more than the act.

The light does not demand you keep smiling. It simply waits for you to stop hiding.

There is a room prepared where you do not have to perform. The truth is already sitting beside you, waiting for you to put the costume down.