The Light Waits in the Passenger Seat
The silence in the car after the door closes is heavy enough to crush the steering wheel. You drove away wondering if the person they just hugged was real, or just a mask you wore to get through the goodbye.
The version of you that aches in this quiet feels like a stranger even to yourself. But the light does not need you to be consistent to be present.
It sees the fracture between the smile you gave them and the silence you carry now, and it calls both of them home. You do not have to hold the pieces together for the light to find you.
It is already sitting in the passenger seat, waiting for you to stop performing and just breathe.
Drawing from
John 8:10-11, Mark 5:19
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