You Are Not Too Broken To Be Known

There is a voice in this hour that tells you you are too broken to be known again.

That the damage is permanent.

That love has already walked away.

But the light does not judge the damage.

It only sees the root.

There was a woman who had been unclean for twelve years, who thought no one could touch her without defiling them, yet the light stopped the whole crowd to call her daughter.

And a man who had wasted everything lived in a pig sty, waiting for punishment, only to find his father running toward him before he could speak.

If your heart condemns you tonight, know that the light is greater than that voice.

You are not too damaged.

You are a drop of light that has simply forgotten its own brightness.

Come rest in the dark, and let it shine again.