Held Even When You Are Shaking

The sun is up, the emails are moving, and your smile is holding steady. But beneath the surface, your jaw aches from the sheer effort of keeping the scream inside.

You are carrying a weight that no one else can see, performing a calm you do not feel. The light does not ask you to drop the mask right now.

It simply sits with you in the tension. It knows the cost of your silence.

There was a man who carried a storm inside him for years, bound by chains no one could see, until the light looked at him and said, "Go home to your people and tell them how much the Lord has done for you." You do not have to perform for the light. It sees the clenching.

It hears the unsaid words. And it is not waiting for you to be quiet—it is waiting for you to know that you are held even when you are shaking.