The Light That Refuses To Be Extinguished

The sun is up, but the voice from yesterday is still whispering that you are nothing. It tries to convince you that standing was a mistake, that your effort changes nothing.

But look at the light arriving now — it does not ask for your permission to break the dark. It simply arrives.

The voice says you are small, but the light says you are already filled with a glory that no shadow can touch. There is a name the darkness tries to give you, but it is a lie.

The true name was spoken over you before the first stone was ever cast. You did not earn this morning.

You did not buy this breath. It was given.

The voice wants you to believe you are alone in the light, but the light itself is living inside you, wider than any accusation. Stand anyway.

Not because you are strong, but because the light within you refuses to be extinguished.