The Light Finds You in the Performance

The world outside is moving fast, and you are wearing the face that says you are fine, even while a secret you have carried for years sits heavy in your chest. You think the light would shrink away from what you hide, but the truth is that the light does not need you to be clean to shine.

There was a woman who washed the feet of the one she loved with her own tears, and she was called forgiven before she ever spoke a word of apology. — The darkness is passing, and the true light is already shining on what you have hidden.

You do not have to drag the secret into the sun to be held by it. The light finds you exactly where you are, in the middle of the performance.

Even now, the thing you are most afraid of is already held in a hand that will not let go.