The Dawn Does Not Wait

The sun is rising, and the light is returning whether you feel ready to receive it or not. You worry that your doubt is a wall you have built, secretly pushing away the very love you are desperate to hold.

But the dawn does not wait for your permission to break the night; it simply arrives. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.

Your inability to believe is not a force strong enough to extinguish what was already inside you before you woke up. The sun rises on the uncertain and the certain alike.

You do not have to manufacture faith to be held by the morning. The light is not waiting for you to be perfect; it is waiting for you to open your eyes.