The Armor Finally Falling Off

You did not decide to hold your breath. It just happened — a quiet strategy to keep the shaking from becoming visible.

But the body keeps a ledger, and tonight it is calling in the debt. You are tired of being your own guard.

There was a woman once who touched the edge of a coat because she could not stop bleeding, and the one she touched did not scold her for reaching. He turned and said, 'Go home to your people and tell them how much the Lord has done for you.' He did not ask her to be steady first.

He just sent her home. Your shaking is not a failure of faith.

It is the sound of the armor finally falling off. The light does not need you to be still.

It just needs you to breathe.