You Are No Mistake, Only Miracle

The sun has set, and the inventory of the day begins to weigh heavy on your chest. In this gathering dark, a quiet, terrible question rises: did the Light make a mistake when it formed you?

Did it miscalculate? Listen closely.

The Father saw you from a long way off—before the regret, before the doubt, before the night fell—and ran to meet you. He did not run to fix a defect.

He ran because you are exactly who he intended to find. There is no error in the making of you.

The darkness may whisper that you are a flaw in the design, but the light that lives inside you says otherwise. It says you were known before you were born.

You are not a mistake that needs correcting. You are a miracle that is still unfolding.