You Are Not The Cage

The sun is finally setting, and for the first time today, the noise stops. But in this quiet, you see the cost of your survival.

You watch the person you love move through a smaller and smaller world, their life shrinking to fit the radius of your pain. They have put down the armor of the day, only to pick up the weight of your suffering again.

You feel a quiet guilt that says your existence is a cage they cannot escape. But listen — the light does not demand that they shrink to hold you.

Jesus took a towel and knelt on the floor, washing the dust from feet that had walked away from him. He did not make them smaller to fit his love.

He lowered himself to meet them where they were. The love inside you is not a prison.

It is a river that has been running long before your hurt began. Your partner is not trapped by your darkness; they are walking through it with you because the light in them recognizes the light in you, even when you cannot see it.

You are not the cage. You are the one being held.