The Silence Where the Lie Dissolved
The room went quiet when their eyes met yours and they saw the crack in the mask. You had rehearsed the lie so well, but in that second, the performance dissolved into the terrible silence of being known.
The light does not demand you hold the pose together when your hands are shaking. It sees the bruised reed you have become and refuses to break it further.
There is a gentleness waiting in the dark that does not require your perfection to stay. You do not have to fix the moment or explain the fear that built the wall.
The truth is already standing there, holding the space where the lie used to be.
Drawing from
Matthew 12:20, Mark 7:34
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