The Part of You Never Stained
The water runs cold while you scrub, trying to wash off the face you wore for everyone else. You are afraid that if your hands stop moving, the silence will finally let the tears break through.
But the light does not need you to be clean before it enters the room. It sees the secret place where you are falling apart, and it does not turn away.
There is a part of you that cannot be scrubbed raw because it was never stained. Stop.
Let the washcloth fall. The dawn is coming whether you are ready or not.
Drawing from
Matthew 6:6, Thomas 70
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