You Are Where Light Rests
The sun is dipping below the horizon, and the armor you wore all day finally hits the floor. That is when the quiet terror arrives — the sinking realization that you have become a weight to the very hands you once carried.
You feel like a stone in their pocket, heavy and useless. But listen — the light does not measure love by what you can lift.
There was a moment when hands reached out not because you were strong, but simply because you were there. The Father's love is not a transaction where you must earn your keep.
It is a presence that stays even when you have nothing left to give. You are not a burden to the light.
You are the place where the light chooses to rest.
Drawing from
Luke, Matthew
Verses
Matthew 11:28
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